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HYMNS. 


WORSHIP. 
C.     M. 


Vi 


A?Pit»ACH  my  soul  the  mercy-seaf-j 
Where  Jesus  ansvrcrs  praj'er, 
here  liumblj'  fall  before  liis  feet. 
For  none  can  perish  there. 


2  Thy  promise  is  my  only  plea, 

With  this  I  verture  ni^ih  ; 
Thou  calle^t  hnrden'd  sonls  to  tlice, 
And  such,  0  Lord,  am  I. 

3  Bow'd  down'bcncath  a  load  of  sin, 

By  Satan  sorely  prcss'd, 
Bj  war  without,  and  fear  wiiliin; 
1  come  to  thjDc.for  rest. 

4  Be  thou  my  shield  and  hiding  place. 

That  sbelter'd,  near  thy  si-'c, 
1  may  mv  fierce  accuser  f 
And  t^ll  him  "thou  hs. 


^  WORSHIP. 

.'»  Oh  !  wond'rous  love,  to  bleed  and  die. 
To  bear  the  cross  and  shame, 
That  |3;uilty  sinners,  such  as  I, 
Might  piead  thy  gracious  name. 

2.  C.     M. 

AwiKE  my  soul !  stretch  every  ncrr^ •, 

And  press  with  vigor  on  ; 
A  heavenly  race  demands  thy  zeal, 

And  an  immortal  crown.  ; 

2  A  cloud  of  witnesses  around 
Hold  thee  in  full  survey  ; 
Forget  the  steps  already  trod. 
And  onward  urge  thy  way. 

-  'Tis  God's  own  animating  voice, 
That  calls  thee  from  on  high; 
'Tis  his  own  hand  presents  the  pri7:r 
To  thine  aspiring  eye. 


i>iess°d  Saviour,  introduced  by  th:?- 

Have  I  my  race  begun  ; 
And  crown'd  with  victory  at  thy  fc5* 

I'll  lay  my  honors  down. 


WORSHIP,  0 

3  L.     M. 

AwiiKE  OUT  soul ,-3,  away  our  fears, 
Let  every  tronibliuf^  thought  be  gene  ; 

Awake  and  run  the  heavenly  rac«, 
And  put  a  cheerful  courage  on. 

2  True,  '(is  a  strait  and  thorny  road, 
And  mortal  spirits  tire  and  faint ; 
But  they  forget  the  mighty  God, 

AVho  feeds  the  strength  of  every  saint. 

2  The  mighty  God,  whose  matchless  power 
Is  ever  new  and  ever  young, 
And  firm  endures,  while  endless  years 
Their  everlasting  circles  run. 

4  From  tlico,  the  overflowing  spring, 

Our  souls  shall  drink  a  fresh  supply  ; 

While  such  as  trust  their  native  strcngtii 

Shall  melt  away,  and  droop,  and  die. 

^  Swift  as  an  eagle  cuts  the  air, 

We'll  mount  aloft  to  thine  abod*  : 

On  wings  uf  love  our  souls  shall  fly,     \ 

Nor  tire  amidst  the  heavenly  roacl. 


4  L.     M. 

Bkfore  Jehovah's  awful  throne. 

Ye  nations,  bow  with  sacred  joy  ; 
Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  alone  ; 

He  can  create  and  he  destroy. 

2  His  sovereign  power,  without  our  aid, 

Made  us  of  clay,  and  formed  us  men  ; 
And,  when   like  wandering  sheep  we 
stra)'''d, 
He  brought  us  to  his  fold  again. 

3  "We  arc  his  people,  we  his  care. 

Our  souls,  and  all  our  mortal  frame  ; 
What  lasting  honors  shall  we  rear, 
Almighty  Maker,  to  thy  Name  ? 

4  We  '11  crowd  thy  gates  with  thankful 

songs, 
High  as  the  heavens  our  voices  raise  ; 
And   earth,    with    her    ten    thousand 

tonsrues, 
Shill  fill  tliy  courts  with  sounding 

praise, 

5  Wide  as  tlie  -world  is  thy  command, 

Vast  as  eternity  thy  love  ; 


WO&SHIP. 


Firm  as  a  rock  thy  truth  must  stand, 
When  rolling;  worlds  shall  cease  to 


C.     M. 

Blkss'd  are  the   souls   that  hear   and 
know 

The  gospel's  charming  sound; 
Peace  shall  attend  the  path  they  go, 

And  light  their  steps  surround. 

:2  Their  joy  shall  hear  their  ^irits  up 
Through  their  Redeemer's  name  ; 
His  righteousness  exalts  their  hope, 
Nor  Satan  dares  condemn. 

.:  The  Lord,  our  glory  and  defence, 
Strength  and  salvation  gives  ;  ~ 
Israel,  thy  King  forever  reigns, 
Th^''  God  forever  lives. 

6  C.     M. 

Bless'd  he  the  everlasting  God, 

The  Father  of  our  Lord  ; 
Be  his  abounding  mercy  praised, 

His  majesty  adored. 


WORSHIf. 

-^  When  from  the  dead  lie  raised  his  Son. 
And  called  Him  to  the  skj, 
He  gave  our  souls  a  lively  hope, 
That  they  should  never  die. 

What  though  our  inbred  sins  require 

Our  flesh  to  see  the  dust; 
Yet  as  the  Lord  our  Saviour  roec. 

So  all  his  followers  must. 

4   There's  an  inheritance  divine, 
Reserved  against  that  day  ; 
'Tis  uncorrupted,  undefiled, 
'  And  cannot  fade  away.  | 

0  Saints  by  the  power  of  God  are  kept. 
Till  that  salvation  come  ; 
"YVe  walk  by  faith  as  strangers  lierc. 
Till  Christ  shall  call  us  home. 

7  H.     M. 

Blow  ye  the  trumpet,  blow; 

The  gladly  soleiun  sound, 
Let  all  the  nations  know. 

To  earth's  remotest  bound. 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 


WORSHIP 


Hath  full  atonement  made  ; 
Ye  weary  spiritSj  rest ; 

Ye  mournful  souls,  be  glad  ; 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come  : 
Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  hcHje. 

Exalt  the  Lamb  of  God, 

The  sin-atoning  Lamb  ; 
Redemption  in  Lis  blood 

To  all  the  world  proclaim  : 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,'  home. 

Ye  slaves  of  sin  and  hell, 

Your  liberty  receive, 
And  safe  in  Jesus  dwell, 

And  bless'd  in  Jesus  live  ; 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 

Ye  who  have  sold  for  naught 

Your  heritage  above, 
Receive  it  back  unbonght, 

The  gift  of  Jesus'  love; 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come; 
Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  hcir-c, 


Id 


6  The  gospel  trumpet  sounds, 
Let  all  the  nations  hear. 
And  earth's  remotest  bounds 

Before  the  throne  appear  ; 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come  ; 
Keturn.  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 

3  7  s. 

OoMEj  my  soul,  thy  suit  prepare, 
Jesu?'.  loves  to  answer  prayer, 
He  himself  has  bid  thee  pray, 
Therefore  will  not  say  theo  nay, 

2  "With  my  burden  I  begin, 
Lord,  remove  this  load  of  sin; 
Let  thy  blood,  for  sinners  spilt. 
Set  my  conscience  free  from  guilt, 

3  While  T  am  a  pilgrim  here, 
Let  thy  love  my  spirit  cheer; 

As  my  Guide,  my  Guard,  my  Friend, 
Lead  me  to  my  journey's  end. 

4  Show  me  what  I  have  to  do, 
Every  hour  my  strength  renew  ; 
Let  me  live  a  life  of  faith, 

Let  me  die  tliy  people's  death. 


WORSHIP.  11 

P  C.    M. 

€oME,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs 

With  angels  round  the  throne  ; 
Ten     thousand     thousand     are     their 

tongues, 
But  fill  their  J03'"s  arc  one, 

-  "Worthy  the  Lamb  that   died,'^  they 
cry, 
"To  be  exalted  thus.  " 
"Worthy  the  Lamb,"  our  lips  reply, 
''  For  lie  was  slain  for  us." 

2  Jesus  is  worthy  to  receive 
Honor  and  power  divine  ; 
And  blessings  more  than  we  can^ivi 
Be,  Lord,  forever  thine. 

4  Let  all  tliat  dwell  above  the  sky, 

And  a1r,^and  earth,  and  seas, 
6onspirc  to  lift  thy  glories  high, 
And  speak  thine  endless  praise, 

5  The  v/hole  creation  join  in  one. 

To  bless  the  sacred  name      ' 
Of  Him  who  sits'upon  j;lie  throne. 
And  to  adore  the  Lamb. 


12  woESiiir. 

10  8  s  «fc  7  s. 

CoMi?,  tliou  "Fount  of  every  blessing, 

Tune  my  heart  to  sing  thy  grace  ; 
Streams  of  mercy,  never  ceasing, 

Call  for  songs  of  loudest  praise. 
Teach  me  some  melodious  sonnet, 

Sung  by  llamiug  longues  above  ; 
Praise  the  mount — 0  fix  me  on  it, 

Mount  of  God's  unchanging  love, 

'2  Oh,  to  grace  how  great  a  debtor, 

Daily  I'm  constrained  to  be! 
Let  that  grace,  Lord,  lilic  a  fetter, 

Bind  my  wandering  heart  to  Thee. 
Prone  to  wander,  Lord,  I  feel  it; 

JProne  to  leave  the  God  I  love  ; 
Here's  my  heart,  Lord,  take  and  seal  it, 

Seal  it  from  thy  courts  above. 

11  C.     M.       ,   * 

Father  of  mercies,  in  thy  word, 
What  endless  glory  shines ! 

For  ever  be  thy  name  adored, 
For  these  celestial  lines. 

2  Here  may  the  wretched  sons  of  want. 


WORSHIP. 


Kxhaustless  riches  find  ; 
Riches,  above  what  earth  can  grant, 


.'>  Here  the  Redeemer's  welcome  yoice, 
Spreads  heavenl}'^  peace  around; 
And  life  and  everlasting  joys 
Attend  the  blissful  sound. 

4-  0  may  these  heavenly  pages  be 
My  ever  dear  delight ; 
And  still  new  beauties  may  I  see. 
And  still  increasing  light. 

$  Divine  Instructer,  gracious  Lord, 
Be  thou  for  ever  near; 
Teach  mc  to  love  thy  sacred  word, 
And  view  my  Taiiour  there. 

.:  C.    M. 

Flow  swcot  and  awful  is  the  place^ 
With  Christ  within  the  doors, 

TVhile  everlasting  love  displays 
The  choiccs't  of  her  stores  ! 


'> 


While  all  our  hearts,  in  this  our  sonf ; 
jQin  to  admire  the  feast, 


14  WORSHIP. 

Each  of  us  cries  'w^itli  tliaiikfnl  tongue, 
"Lord,  why  was  I  a  guest  r" 

S  "Why  v.-as  I  made  to  hear  thy  voice. 
And  enter  while  there's  room ; 
When    thousands '  make    a    wretched 
choice, 
And  rather  starve  than  come  ?" 

4  'Twas  the  same  love  that  spread  ib4 
feast, 
That  sweetly  forced  us  in  ; 
Else  Y/e  liad  still  refused  to  taste, 
And  p-:'!'? ''^ed  in  our  sin. 

13  7  s. 

Loud  we  come  before  thee  now, 
At  thy  feet  we  humbly  bov,'  ; 
0  do  not  our  suit  disdain  ; 
Shall  we  seek  thee,  Lord,  in  vain  I 

2  Lord,  on  thee  our  souls  depend  ; 
In  compassion,  now  descend  ; 

Fill  our  hearts  with  thy  ricii  grace; 
Tune  our  lips  to  nin^  thy  praise. 

3  In  n  appointed  way, 


WORSHIP.  36 

Now  "we  seek  thee,  here  we  staj; 
Lord,  we  know  not  how  to  go, 
Till  a  blessing  thou  bestow. 

4  Send  some  message  from  thy  word, 
That  may  joy  and  peace  afford  ; 
Let  thy  spirit  now  impart 
¥ull  salvation  to  each  heart. 

&  Comfort  those  who  weep  and  mourn. 
Let  the  time  of  joy  return  ; 
Those  v.'ho  are  cast  down,  lift  up, 
Make  them  strong  in  faith  and  hope. 

6  Grant  that  all  may  seek  and  find 
Thee  a  God  supremely  kind: 
Heal  the  sick,  the  captive  free  ; 
Let  us  all  rejoice  in  thee. 

14  L.    C.     M. 

Whin  thou,  my  righteous  Judge,  sbalt 

come, 
To  take  thy  ransomed  people  home, 

Shall  I  among  them  stand  ? 
Shall  guch  a  worthless  worm  as  T, 
Who  sometimes  am  afraid  to  die, 

Be  found  at  thy  rigb.t  fciand  ? 


li  WORSHIP. 

■J  I  lore  to  meet  among  them  now, 
Before  thy  gracious  feet  to  bow, 

Though  vilest  of  them  all ; 
But  can  I  bear  the  piercing  thought, 
TVhai,  if  my  name  should  be  left  out, 

When  thou  for  them  shalt  call  ? 

•  I  Prevent,  prevent  it  by  thy  grace, 
Be  thou,  dear  Lord,  my  hiding  place, 

In  this  accepted  day  ; 
Thy  pardoning  voice,  0  let  mc  hear, 
To  still  my  unbelieving  fear, 

Nor  let  me  fall,  I  pray. 

A  fjot  me  among  thy  saints  be  found. 
Whene'er  the  archangel's  trump  shall 
sound, 
To  see  thy  smiling  face; 
Then  loudest  of  the  crovrd  I'll  sing, 
While  heaven's  resounding  mansions 
ring 
With  shouts  of  soTcrcirrn  grace. 

!S  L.     M. 

WiiAT  various  hindrances  we  meet; 
Jn  coming  to  a  mercy-seat! 


Yet  who   that    knojJpNth^^orth   c! 

prayer,  "^/^     *    ^\ 

But  wishes  to  be  often  iJ^re  i^*  ^ 

2  Prayer  makes  the  darkened  clfeud  tot)?. 

draw,  /^       A> 

Prayer  climbs  the  ladder  Jacob  sa^^^    X^ 
Gives  exercise  to  faith  and  love,      *  *V     \j 
Brings  every  blessing  from  above.        "^ y^  > 


'<f. 


'■\  Restraining  prayer,  we  cease  to  fight  ; 
Prayer   makes   th«    Christian's    armor 

bright; 
And  Satan  trembles  when  he  sceB 
The  weakest  saint  upom  his  knees. 

4  Have  you  no  words  ?     Ah !  think  again 
Words  flow  apace  when  j^ou  complain 
And  fill  your  fellow-creature's  ear, 
With  the  sad  tale  of  all  your  care. 

5  Were  half  the  breath  thus  vainly  spent 
To  heaven  in  supplication  sent, 

Your  cheerful  song  would  oftener  ln\ 
"  Hear  what  the  Lord  has  done  for  me.' ' 


'0 


18  THE    SAVIOUR. 

THE    SAV lOUR. 
16  C.     M. 

According  to  thy  gracious  word, 

In  meek  humility, 
This  will  I  do.  my  dying  Lord, 

I  will  remember  thee. 

2  Thy  body,  broken  for  my  sake, 
My  bread  from  heaven  shall  be ; 
Thy  testamental  cup  I  take, 
And  thus  remember  thee. 

■  '>  Gcthsemane  can  I  forget, 
Or  there  thy  conflict  sec, 
Thine  agony  and  bloody  sweat, 
And  not  remember  thee  ? 

4  When  to  the  cross  I  turn  mine  eyes, 
And  rest  on  Calvary, 
0  Lamb  of  Goc',  my  sacrifice, 
I  must  remember  thee. 


And  when  these  failing  lips  grow  dumb; 

And  mind  and  memory  flee, 
When  thou  ,shalt  in  thy  kingdom  come, 

Jesus,  remember  me. 


THE    SAVIOUR.  J 

17  C.       M. 

Alas!  and  did  my  Saviour  blecjj, 
And  did  my  Sovereign  d.e  ? 

Would  lie  devote  that  sacred  head 
For  such  a  worm  as  I  ? 

2  Thy  body  slain,  dear  JesuP,  thine, 
And  bathed  in  its  own  Idood; 
While  all  exposed  to  wrath  divine, 
The  glorious  suflcrer  stood. 

Z  Was  it  for  crimes  that  T  had  done, 
ITo  groaned  upon  the  tree  ? 
Amazing  pity  !  grace  unknown  ! 
And  love  beyond  decree! 

4  Well  might  the  sun  in  darkness  hide, 

And  shut  his  glories  in, 
When  God,  the  mighty  Jifaker,  died, 
For  man,  the  creature's  sin. 

5  Thus  might  I  hide  my  blushing  face, 

While  his  dear  cross  appears; 
Dissolve  my  heart  in  thankfulness. 
And  melt  my  eyes  to  tears. 

6  But  drops  of  grief  can  ne'er  repay 

The  debt  of  love  I  owe : 


80  THE    SAVIOUR. 

Here,  Lord,  T  give  myself  awaj  ; 
*Ti8  all  that  I  can  do. 

18  C.     M. 

All  hail  the  power  of  Jcsug  name! 

Let  angels  prostrate  fall ; 
Bring  forth  the  royal  diadcnj, 

And  crown  Ilim  Lord  of  all. 

2  Ye  chosen  seed  of  Israel's  race, 
Ye  ransomed  from  the  fall; 
Hail  Him,  who  saves  y-oii  by  his  grace. 
And  crown  Him  Lord  of  all. 


3^  Sinners,  whose  love  can  ne'er  forget 
The  wormM'ood  and  the  gall; 
Go,  spread  your  trophies  at  his  feet, 
And  crown  Him  Lord  of  all. 

4  Let  every  kindred,  every  tribe, 

On  this  terrestrial  ball, 
To  Him  all  majesty  ascribe, 
And  crown  Him  Lor  J  of  all. 

5  0  that  with  yonder  sacred  throng, 

We  at  His  feet  may  fall ; 
Tfe'll  join  the  everlasting  song, 
And  crown  Him  Lord  of  all. 


THE    SAVIOUR.  31 

19  8  s,  7  s  &  4  s. 

Habe  !   the  voice  of  love  and  mercy 
Sounds  aloud  from  Calvary  ; 

See  !  it  rends  the  rocks  asunder, 
Shakes  the  earth  and  veils  the  sky. 
"It  isfinish'd!" 

Hear  the  dying  Saviour  cry. 

2  It  is  finish'd — 0  !  what  pleasure 

Do  these  precious    words  afford! 
Heavenly  blessings   without  meaK-irre, 

Flow  to  us  from  Christ  the  Lord. 
It  is  finish'd! 
Saints,  the  dying  wordg  record. 

3  Tune  your  harps  anew,  ye  seraphs ; 

Join  to  sing  the  pleasing  theme  ; 
All  on  earth,  and  all  in^eaven, 

Join  to  praise  Immanuel's  name: 
It  is  finish'd! 
Glory  to  the  bleeding  Lamb. 

2@  C.     M. 

Hoxv  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sod^ds 
la  a  belieyer's  ear  ! 


88  THE    SAVIOUR. 

It  soothes  his  sorrows  heals  his  wounds, 
And  drives  away  his  fear. 

2  It  malics  the  wounded  spirit  whole. 
And  calms  the  troubled  breast; 
'Tis  manna  to  the  hungry  soul, 
And  to  the  yreary  rest. 

15  Dear  Name,  the  roch  on  which  I  build, 
My  shield  and  hiding  place  ; 
My  never  failing  treasury,  iilled 
With  boundless  stores  of  grace. 

4  Jesus,  my  Shepherd,  Husband,  Friend.. 

My  Prophet,  Priest  and  Kicg ; 
My  Lord,  my  Life,   my  Way,  my  End, 
Accept  the  praise  I  bring. 

5  Weak  is  the  effort  of  my  heart* 

And  cold  my  warmest  thought ; 
But  when  I  see  thee  as  thou  art, 
I'll  praise  thee  as  I  ought. 

i»  Till  then  I  would  thy  love  proclaim 
With  every  ilceting  breath; 
And  may  the  music  of  thy  nafB« 
Refresh  my  soul  in  death. 


THE   SAVIOUa*  2o 

21  C.    M. 

0     Jesus,  I  love  thy  charming  name, 

5  'Tis  music  to  mine  ear  , 

V      Fain  would  I  sound  it  out  so  loud. 

That  earth  and   heaven  should  hear. 

'^2   i'es,  thou  art  precious  to  my  soul, 

My  joy,  my  hope,  my  trust; 
^   Jewels,  to  thee,  are  gaudy  toys, 
•H^       And  gold  is  sordid  dust. 

3  All  my  capacious  powers  can  wish, 
In  thee  most  richly  meet; 
Nor  to  mine  eyes  is  light  so  dear. 
Nor  friendship  half  so  sweet. 

A  Thy  grace  still  dwells  upon  my  heart, 

And  sheds  its  fragrance  there  ; 
'  The  noblest  balm  of  all  its  wounds, 
The  cordial  of  its  care. 

Z)  I  'II  speak  the  honors  of  thy  name, 
With  my  last,  laboring  breath  ; 
Then    speechless   clasp    thee   in  nains 
arms, 
The  antidote  tf  death. 


V(,^-  I'^'O  ^ 


24  THE    SATldtR. 

22  S.    M. 

Not  all  the  blood  of  beasts, 

On  Jewish  altars  slain, 
Could  give  the  guilty  conscience  p«ace. 

Or  wash  away  the  stain. 

2  But  Christ,  the  heavenly  Lamb, 
Takes  all  our  sins  away  : 
A  sacrifice  of  nobler  name. 
And  richer  blood  than  they. 

:\  My  faith  would  lay  her  hand 
On  that  dear  head  of  thine, 
While  like  a  penitent,  I  stand, 
And  there  confess  my  sin. 

4  My  soul  looks  feack  to  see 

The  burdens  th«u  didst  bear, 
"When  hanging  on  the  cursed  tr««5 
And  hopes  her  guilt  was  there. 


Believing,  we  rejoice 

To  see  the  curse  remove  ; 
We  bless  the  Lamb  with  cheerful  voice, 

And  sing  his  bleeding  love. 


THE    SAYIOUR.  3» 

23  C.     M. 

0  !  FOR  a  thousand  tongues  to  sing 
My  dear  Redeemer's  praise  ; 

The  glories  of  my  God  and  King, 
The  triumphs  of  thy  grace. 

2  JESUS,  the  name  that  calms  our  fears, 
That  bids5>ur  sorrows  cease  ; 
'Tis  music  in  the  sinner's  ears; 
'Tis  life,  and  health,  and  peace. 

o  He  breaks  the   power   of  reigning  sin, 
He  sets  the  prisoner  free  ; 
His  blood  can  make  the  foulest  cl^an^ 
His  blood  availed  fur  me. 

4  Let  us  obey,  we  then  shall  know, 
Shall  feel  our  sins  forgiven: 
Anticipate  our  heaven  below, 
And  own  that  love  is  heaven. 

24  8  s  ifc  7  8. 

Ones  there  is,  above  all  others. 

Well  deserves  the  name  of  Friend  ; 

His  is  love  beyond  a  brother's, 
Costly,  free,  and  knows  no  end: 


»  TH£     SAYIOU&. 

They  who  once  his  kindness  prove, 
Find  it  everlasting  love. 

Which  of  all  our  friends  to  save  us, 
Could  or  would  have  shed  his  blood  ? 

But  this  Saviour  died  to  have  us 
Reconciled  in  him  to  God  : 

This  was  boundless  love  indeed; 

Jesus  is  a  friend  in  need>,  ■ 

When  He  lived  on  earth  abased, 
Friend  of  sinners  was  his  name ; 

Now  above  all  glory  raised. 
He  rejoices  in  the  same: 

Still  he  calls  them  brethren,  friends, 

And  to  all  their  wants  attends. 

Oh  !  for  grace  our  hearts  to  soften  ; 

Teach  us  Lord,  at  length  to  love; 
We,  alas !  forget  too  often, 

What  a  Friend  we  have  above  : 
But,  when  home  our  souls  are  brought, 
We  will  love  thee  as  we  ought. 


•J5 


lloci:  of  Ages,  cleft  for  me, 
L«t  mo  hide  myself  in  thoe 


THE     SAVIOUR.  *l 

Let  the  water  and  the  blood, 

From  thy  wounded  side  which  flow'd. 

Be  of  sin  the  double  cure  ; 

Save  me  from  its  guilt  and  power. 

2  Not  the  labor  of  my  hands 
Can  fulfil  the  laws  demands  ; 
Could  ray  zeal  no  respite  know, 
Could  my  tears  forever  flow. 
All  for  sin  could  not  atone, 
Thou  must  save,  and  thou  alone. 

3  Nothing  in  my  hand  I  bring, 
Simply  to  thy  cross  I  cling  ; 
Naked,  come  to  the'e  for  dress, 
Helpless,  look  to  thee  for  grace  ; 
Vile,  I  to  the  fountain  lly  ; 
Wash  me.  Saviour,  or  I  die. 

4  While  I  draw  this  fleeting  breatb, 
When  my  heart-strings  break  in  death. 
When  I  soar  to  worlds  unknovrn, 

See  thee  on  thy  judgment-throne  : 
Rock  of  Ages,  cleft  for  me, 
I,et  me  hide  myself  in  thee. 

26  L.     M. 

J«svf,  and  shall  it  ever  be, 


30  THE    iAVIOUn. 

A  mortal  man  ashamed  of  thee  ? 
Ashamed  of  thee,  whom  angels  praise. 
Whose  glories  shine  through  endlesB 
days! 

-  Ashamed  of  Jesus !  sooner  faf 
Let  evening  blush  to  own  a  star; 
He  shads  the  beams  of  light  divine, 
O'er  this  benighted  soul  of  mine. 

3  Ashamed  of  Jesus!  just  as  soon 
Let  midnight  be  asliamed  of  noon; 
'Tis  midnight  with  my  soul,  till  He, 
Bright  Morning  Star,  bid  darknes  flee. 

4  Ashamed  of  Jesus  !  that  dear  friend 
On  whom  my  hopes  of  heaven  depend! 
No,  when  I  blush,  be  this  my  shame, 
That  I  no  more  revere  his  name. 

5  Ashamed  of  Jesus!  Yes,  I  may, 
When  I've  no  guilt  to  wash  away, 
No  tear  to  wipe,  no  good  to  crave, 
No  fears  to  quell,  uo  soul  to  save. 

ti  Till  then — nor  is  my  boasting  vain — 
Till  then,  I  boast  a  Saviour  slain : 
And  0  may  this  my  glory  be, 
Thfsti  Christ  is  not  ashamed  of  ffi«. 


THE    SAVieVR.  29 

27  C.     M. 

There  is  a  fountain  fill'd  with  blood, 

Dra^n  from  Immanuel's  veins  ; 
And    sinners,    plunged    beneath    that 

flood, 
Lose  all  their  guilty  stains. 

2  The  dying  thief  rejoiced  to  sec 

That  fountain  in  liis  day  ; 
And  there  may  I,  though  vile  as  he, 
Wash  all  my  sins  away. 

3  Dear  dying  Lamb,  thy  precious  blood 

Shall  never  lose  its  power, 
Till  all  the  ransom'd  church  of  God 
Be  saved  to  sin  no  more. 

4  E'er  since  by  faith  I  saw  the  stream, 

Thy  flowing  wounds  supply  ; 
Rodecming  love  has  been  my  theme, 
And  shall  be  till  I  die. 


Then,  in  a  nobler,  sweeter  song, 

I'll  sing  thy  power  to  save  ; 
When   this   poor   lisping,    stammerinj? 

tongue 
Li^  silent  in  the  grave. 


4 


00  THE    SAVIOUR. 

28  L.     M. 

'TwAS  on  that.diirk,  that  doleful  night. 

When  powers  of  earth  arid  hell  aruHc 
Against  the  Son  of  God's  delight, 

And  frienda  betrayed  llijn  to  his  foes. 

2  Before  the  mournful  scene  began, 

lie  took  the  bread,  and  blessed  and 
brake ; 
"What  love  through  all  his  actions  ran  I 
What  wondrous   vrords   of  grace  He 
spake  ! 

3  "  This  is  ray  bod}'-  broke  for  sin ; 

Receive  and  eat  the  living  food;" 
Then  took  the  cup  and  blessed  the  win« 
*•  'Tis  the  new  covenant  in  my  blood." 

4  "  Do   this,  (He  cried,)  Hill    time  ?hall 

end, 
In  memory  of  your  dying  Friend; 
Meet  at  my  table,  and  record 
The  love  of  your  departed  Lord.'"- 

&  Jesus,  thy  feast  we  celebrate, 

'    We    show   thy   death,  we  sing   ihj 
name. 


THE    SAVIOUR.  31 

'Till  thou  return,  and  -we  shall  eat 
The  marriage  supper  of  the  Lamb. 

'29  L.     ]M. 

When  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross, 
On  which  the  Prince  of  glorj  died. 

My  richest  gain  I  count  but  loss, 

And  pour  contempt  on  all  my  pride. 

2  Forbid  it.  Lord,  that  I  should  boast, 
Save  in  the  death  of  Christ,  my  God  : 
All  the  vain  things  that  charm  me  most, 
I  sacritice  them  to  his  blood. 

Z  See,  from  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet, 
Sorrow  and  love  flow  mingled  down  : 
Did  e'er  such  love  and  sorrow  meet, 
Or  thorns  compose  so  rich  a  crown  r 

4  Were  the  whole  realm  of  nature  mine, 
That  were  a  present  far  too  small  ; 
Love  so  amazing,  so  Divine, 

Demands  my  soul,  my  life,  my  all. 


^2 


Tllfi   BieCIEVER. 


THE     BELIEVER. 

30  S.     M. 

A  CHARGE  to  keep  I  bare, 

A  God  to  glorify ; 
A  never  dying  soul  to  save, 

And  fit  it  for  the  sky. 

2  To  serve  the  p^e^'ent  age, 
My  calling  to  .a.:u 
0  may  it  all  my  powers  engage. 
To  do  my  Master's  will. 

o  Arm  me  with  jealous  care, 
As  in  thy  .sight  to  live  ; 
And  0  thy  servant,  Lord,  prepare 
A  strict  account  to  give. 

4  Help  me  to  watch  and  pray, 
And  on  thyself  rely, 
Assured,  if  I  my  trust  betraj, 
I  shall  for  ever  die. 

31  C.    M. 

Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  Cross, 
A  follower  of  the  Lamb, 


THE    B£I.I&7£E.  3^ 

Jknd  shall  I  fear  to  own  his  cause. 
Or  blush  to  speak  his  name? 

■J".  Must  I  be  carried  to  the  skies, 
On  flowery  beds  of  ease ; 
While  others  fought  to  win  the  prlz«, 
And  sailed  through  bloodj  seas  ? 

*  Are  there  no  foes  for  mo  to  face  ? 
Must  I  not  stem  the  flood  ? 
Is  this  dark  world  a  friend  to  grace, 
To  help  me  on  to  God  ? 

4  3ure  I  must  fight,  if  I  would  reign ; 
Increase  my  courage,  Lord; 
I'll  bear  the  toil,  endure  the  pain, 
Supported  by  thy  word. 

i  Thy  saints  in  all  this  glorious  war, 
Shall  conquer  though  they  die  ; 
They  see  the  triumph  from  afar, 
With  faith's  discerning  eye. 


When  that  illustrious  day  shall  rise. 
And  all  thine  armies  shine, 

In  robes  of  victory  through  the  sk;ie,l, 
The  glory  shall  be  thine. 


34  THX    BELIEVER. 

82  C.    M. 

Amazing  grace!  how  Kweet  the  sonn4. 
That  sav'd  a  wretch  like  me  ! 

I  once  was  lost,  but  now  am  found — 
Was  blind,  but  now  I  see. 

8  *Tv  as  grace  that  taught  my   heart  U 
fcar. 
And  grace  my  fears  reliev'd; 
How  pr«  ciouK  did  that  grace  appear. 
The  hour  I  first  beiiev'd, 

3  Through    many    dangers,     toils,    aad 

snares, 
I  have  already  come  ; 
'Tis  grace  has  brought  me  safe  thus  far, 
And  grace  will  lead  me  home. 

4  And  when  this  flesh  and  heart  shall  fail, 

And  morta)  life  shall  cease; 
I  fchali  possess  within  the  veil, 
A  life  of  joy  and  peace. 

S3  S.     M. 

BiHOLB  what  wondrous  grace 
The  Father  ha  h  bestow M 


THE    SAVIOUR.  3^ 

On  sinners  of  a  mortal  race. 
To  call  them  sons  of  God ! 

2  Nor  doth  it  yet  appear 

How  great  we  must  be  made  : 
But  when  we  see  our  Saviour  here, 
We  shall  be  like  our  Head. 

3  A  hope  so  much  divine 

May  trials  well  endure, 
May  purge  our  souls  from  sense  and  ■!&> 
As  Christ  the  Lord  is  pure. 

4  If  in  my  Father's  love 

I  sliare  a  filial  part, 
Send  down  thy  Spirit  like  a  dove 
To  rest  upon  my  heart. 

I 

5  We  would  no  longer  lie 

Like  slaves  bt^ncath  the  throne; 
My  faith  shall  Abba,  Father,  crj, 
And  thou  the  kindred  own. 


34 


CiiiLDKiN  of  the  heavenly  King, 
As  ye  journey,  sweetly  sing: 
Sing  your  Saviour's  worthy  pra:se, 
Glorious  in  his  works  and  ways. 


^6  THE    BBMIEVER. 


"I  Ye  are  travelling  home  to  God, 
la  the  way  the  fathers  trod; 
They  are  happy  now,  and  ye 
Soon  their  happiness  shall  see, 

*  0  y©  mourning  souls  be  glad ; 
Christ  oui*  advocate  is  made ; 
Us  to  save,  our  flesh  assumes, 
Brother  to  our  souls  becomes. 

*  (^iiout,  ye  little  flock,  and  blest, 
Soon  you'll  enter  into  rest; 
There  your  seat  is  now  prepared, 
There  your  kingdom  and  reward. 

)   L'^ar  not,  brethren,  joyful  stand 
On  the  borders  of  your  land; 
•  esus  Christ,  our  Father's  Son, 
ikAs  us  undismayed  go  on. 

ir«ord  submiFsive  make  us  go, 
Oladly  leaving  all  below  ; 
Oaly  thou  our  leader  be, 
And  we  still  will  follow  thee. 

i  1  8  s,  7  s  <fc  4  s. 

G^jix-^  me,  0  thou  great  JehoTub, 


THE      BELIEVE«.  27 

Pilgrim  through  this  barren  land ; 
I  am  weak,  but  thou  art  mighty, 

HoM  me  by  thy  powerful  hand; 
Bread  o{  heaven, 
Feed  me  till  I  want  no  more. 

"J.  Open  now  the  crystal  fountain, 

Whence  the  healing  streams  do  flow  ; 
V    Let  the  fiery,  cloudy  pillar  # 

Lead  me  all  my  journey  through : 
Strong  Deliverer, 
Be  thou  still  my  strength  and  shield. 

3  When  I  tread  the  verge  of  Jordan, 
Bid  my  anxious  fears  subside  : 
Death  of  death,  and  hell's  destructioiu 
Land  me  safe  on  Canaan's  side ; 
Songs  of  praises 
I  will  ever  give  to  thee. 

'M}  5  s,  6  s  &  9  s. 

How  happy  are  they 

Who  the  Saviour  obey, 
And  have  laid  up  their  treasure  above' 

Oh !  what  tongue  can  express 

The  sweet  comfort  and  peace 
or  a  soul  in  its  earliest  love  ? 


38  THE      BEliIEVKR. 

2  'T  WAS  heaven  below 
My  Redeemer  to  know, 

And  the  angels  could  do  nothing  more 

Than  to  fall  at  his  feet, 

And  lis  story  repeat, 
And  the  Saviour  of  sinners  adore. 

3  Oh !  the  rapturous  height 
#0f  that  holy  delight, 

Which  I  felt  in, his  life-giving  blood! 

Of  my  Saviour  possessed, 

I  was  perfectly  blest, 
As  if  filled  with  the  fulness  of  God. 

4  Then,  all  the  day  long, 
"Was  my  Jesus  my  song, 

And  redemption  through    faith    in  hii^ 
name; 

Oh  !  that  all  might  believe, 

And  salvation  receive. 
And  their  song  and  their  joy  be  the  same.. 

37  7  s  &  6  s. 

flow  lost  was  my  condition, 
Till  Jesus  made  me  whole! 

There  is  but  one  ph}  sician, 
Can  cure  a  sin-sick  soul  i — 


THE    BELIEVER.  S9 

The  worst  of  all  diseases 
Is  light  compared  with  sin; 

On  every  part  it  seizes, 
But  rages  most  within. 

2  From  men  great  skill  professing, 

I  thought  a  cure  to  gain  ; 
But. this  prov'd  more  distressing, 

And  added  to  ray  pain — 
Some  said  that  nothing  ail'd  me. 

Some  gave  me  up  for  lost, 
Thus  every  refuge  faii'd  me, 

And  all  my  hopes  were  cross'd, 

li  At  length  this  great  Physician — 

IIow  matchless  is  his  grace ! 
Accepted  my  petition, 

And  undertook  ray  case — 
Next  door  to  death  he  found  me, 

And  snatch 'd  me  from  the  grave  ; 
To  tell  to  all  around  me, 

His  wond'rous  power  to  save. 

4  A  dying,  risen  JESUS, 

Seen  by  the  eye  of  faith. 
At  once  from  danger  frees  us, 

And  saves  the  soul  from  death — 
Oome  then  to  this  Physician, 


40  THE    BELIKTER. 

His  help  he'll  freelj  give, 
Ho  makes  no  hard  condition, 
'Tis  only — look — and  live. 


^8 


How  tedious  and  tasteless  the  homrs 
When  Jesus  no  longer  I  see! 

Svreet  prospects,  sweet  birds,  and  Lwe'e-l 
flowers, 
Have  lost  all  their  sweetness  ^o  mt^, 

2  His  name  yields  the  richest  perfume. 
And  sweeter  than  music  his  voice; 
His  presence  disperses  my  gloom, 
And  n.akes  all  within  me  rejoice- 
» 
%  Dear  Lord,  if  indeed  T  am  thine, 

And  thou  art  my  sun  and  my  song! 
Say,  why  do  I  languish  and  pine. 
And  why  are  my  winters  so  long  c 

4  Oh  !  drive  those  dark  clouds  from  ih^ 
sky 
Thy  soul-cheering  pre'Jience  rcstoro.. 
Or  take  me  unto  thee  on  high, 

Where    winter    and    clouds    arc    ;><» 
more. 


TUX    BfiUETEK, 


^. 


» 

He  bears  them  all,  and  frees  us 


I  ley  my  sins  on  Jesus,  ^'Vd      '^vt 

The  spotless  Lamb  of  God;  ^L^^l 

«  V»pfir«  thpm   all.  and   frppsa  iifl  r^ 


-"•»  78  A  68.     </^^^ 

From  the  accursed  load. 
I  bring  my  guilt  to  Jesus, 

To  wash  my  crim>«un  stains 
White,  in  his  blood  most  preciou*. 

Till  not  a  spot  remains. 

2  I  lay  my  wants  on  Jesus ; 

All  fullness  dwells  in  Him; 
He  heals  all  my  diseases. 

He  doth  my  soul  redeem. 
I  lay  my  griefs  on  Jesus, 

My  burdens  and  my  cares; 
He  from  them  all  releases. 

He  all  my  sorrow  shares. 

3  I  rest  my  soul  on  Jesus, 

This  weary  soul  of  mine ; 
His  right  hand  me  embraces, 

I  on  His  breast  recline. 
I  love  the  name  of  Jesus, 

Immanuel,  Christ,  the  Lord; 
like  fragrance  on  the  breezes, 

liis  name  abroad  is  poured. 


42  THC    BELIEVER, 

4  I  long  to  be  like  Jesus, 

Meek,  loving,  lowly,  mild; 
I  long  to  be  like  Jesus, 

The  Father's  holy  child. 
I  long  to  be  with  Jesus, 

Amid  the  heavenly  throng, 
To  sing  with  saints  His  praises,. 

To  learn  the  angels*  song, 

40  ^      .        P.  M, 

I'm  a  pilgrim,  and  I'm  a  stranger ; 

I  can  tarry  but  a  night; 

Bo  not  detain  me,  for  I  am  going 

To  where  the  rivers  are  ever  flowing. 

I'm  a  pilgrim,  and  I'm  a  stranger, 

I  can  tarry  but  a  night. 

2  There  the  sunbeams  are  ever  shining, 
I  am  longing  for  the  sight; 
Within  a  country  unknown  and  dreary, 
I've  been  wand'ring  forlorn  and  weary. 
I'm  a  pilgrim,  &c. 

'>  Of  the  country  to  which  I'm  going, 
My  Redeemer  is  the  light ; 
There  is  no  sorrow,  nor  any  sighing, 
Nor  any  sinning,  nor  any  dying. 
I'm  a  pilgrim,  &c. 


THS   BELIXYKR  4^^ 


41  C.  M. 

I'm  not  ashamed  to  own  my  Lord, 

Nor  to  defend  his  cause, 
Maintain  the  honor  of  his  word, 

The  glory  of  his  cross. 

2  Jesus,  my  God,  I  know  his  name. 
His  name  is  all  my  trust ; 
Nor  will  He  put  my  soul  to  shame, 
Nor  let  my  hope  be  lost. 

S  Firm  as  his  throne  his  promise  stands. 

And  He  can  well  '^ecure 
w    What  I've  committed  to  his  hands. 

Till  the  decisive  hour. 

4  Then  will  He  own  my  worthless  name, 
Before  his  Father's  face, 
And  in  the  New  Jerusalem, 
Appoint  my  soul  a  place. 

42  C.  M. 

In  all  my  Lord's  appointed  ways 

My  journey  I'll  pursue  ; 
Hinder  me  not,  ye  much  loyed  saints, 

For  I  must  go  with  you. 


44  THE    BKLICVER. 

'2  Through  floods  andflames,  if  Jesas  left* 
I'll  follow  where  he  goes, 
Hinder  me  not,  shall  be  ray"  cry, 
Though  earth  and  hell  oppose. 

''.  Through  duty,  and  tlirough  trials,  toi 
I'll  go  at  his  command ; 
Iliuder  me  not,  for  I  am  bound 
To  my  Immanuel's  laud. 

4  And  when  my  Saviour  calls  me  home 

My  joyful  cry  shall  be. 

Hinder  me  not,  come,  welcome  death 

I'll  gladly  go  with  thee. 

43  S.  M. 

I  was  a  wand'ring  sheep, 

I  did  not  love  the  fold ; 
I  did  not  love  my  Shepherd's  Toice, 

I  would  not  be  controlled. 
I  was  a  wayward  child, 

I  did  not  love  my  home  ; 
I  did  not  love  my  Father's  voice, 

I  loved  afar  to  roam. 

2  The  Shepherd  sought  His  sheep 
The  Father  sought  His  child; 


TH£    BELI£TXR.  4S 

IjfThey  followed  me  o'er  vale  and  hill, 
O'er  deserts  waste  and  wild  ; 
They  found  me  nigh  to  death, 

Famished,  and  faint,  and  Ion»; 
They  bound  me  with  the  bands  of  1ot«^ 
Thoy  saved  the  wandering  one. 

i  No  more  a  wandering  skeep ; 
I  love  to  be  controlled, 
I  love  my  tender  Shepherd's  Toicc, 

I  love  the  peaceful  fold ; 
No  more  a  wayward  child, 
I  seek  no  more  to  roam, 
I  love  my  heavenly  Father's  voi<>e, 
\     I  love,  I  love  His  home. 

\4  L.  M. 

Jesus,  my  all,  to  heaven  is  gone. 
He,  whom  I  fixed  my  hopes  upon; 

His  track  I  see,  and  I'll  pursue 
The  narrow  way,  till  him  I  view. 

t  The  way  the  holy  prophets  went, 
Tke  road  that  leads  fr9m  banishment, 
The  King's  highway  of  holiness 
ril  go,  for  all  his  paths  are  peace. 


A^  THE    BKfclKVER. 

3  This  is  the  way  I  long  hare  sought, 

And  mourned  because  I  found  it  not', 
My  grief  and  burden  long  hare  been. 
Because  I  could  not  cease  from  sin. 

4  The  more  T  strove  against  its  power, 

I  sinned  and  stum>  led  but  the  mon 
Till  late  I  heard  my  Saviour  say, 
"  Come  hither,  soul,  I  am  the  way. '" 

ft  Lo  !  glad  I  come,  and  thou,  blest  Lain|>j 
Shalt  take  me  to  thee  as  I  am  : 
Nothing  but  sin  I  thee  can  give, 
Nothing  but  love  shall  I  receive. 

6  Then  will  T  tell  to  sinners  round. 

What  a  dear  Saviour  I  have  found  ; 
I'll  point  to  thy  redeeming  blood, 
And  say—"  Bekold  the  way  to  God.'* 

45  11  s. 

,  'Mid  scenes  of  confusion  and  creatu/^ 

complaints. 
How  s\reet  to  my  soul  is  communioa 

with  s&iuts ; 
To  fiud  at  the  banquet  of  mercy  there'i 

room, 


TMI    BELIETER.  41 

And  feel  in  the  presence  of  Jesus  kt 
home! 

2  Sweet  bonds,  that  unite  all  the  childrem 
of  peace  ; 

And  thrice  precious  Jesus,  whose  1ot« 
cannot  cease : 

Though  oft  from  thy  presence  in  sad- 
ness I  roam, 

I  long  to  behold  thee,  in  glory,  at  homt. 

Z  T  sigh  from  this  body  of  sin  to  be  free. 
Which  hinders  ray  joy  and  ommunioB 
with  thee  ; 
j^,    Though  now   my   temptations  like  bil- 
lows may  foam, 
All,  all  will  be  peace,  when  I  'm  with 
thee  at  home, 

4  While  here  in   the  valley  of  conflict  I 

stay, 
0  give  me  submission  and  strength  as 

my  day  ; 
In  all  my   afflictions,  to  thee  I  would 

come, 
Rejoicing  in  hope  of  my  glorious  home, 

%  What'or  thou  deniest,  0  give  me  iby 
grace, 


4%  THE      BKLIETER. 

ri»e  Spirit's  sure  witness,  and  smiles  oi 

thj  face  ; 
laapire  me  with  patience  to  wait  at  tb/ 

thron», 
kai.  find,  even  nowy  a  swett  foretaste 

of  home. 

»  I  long,  dearest  Lord,  in  thy  beauties  t* 

shine. 
No  more  as  an  exile  in  sorrow  to  pine; 
And  in  thy  dear  image  arise   from  the' 

tomb, 
With  glorified  millions  to  praise  thee  at 

home. 

48  8  s  A  7  s. 

iiv  days  are  gliding  swiftly  by 

And  I  a  pilgrim  stranger, 
VTould  not  detain  them  as  they  fly, — 

Those  hours  of  toil  and  danger. 

CHORUS. 

for  now  we  stand  on  Jordan *s  strand^ 
Our  friends  are  passing  over  * 

A.nd  jiiHt  before,  the  shining  shore^ 
^e  may  almost  discover. 


THE    EELIETER.  4^ 


2  Our  absent  King  the  watchword  gave, — 
'"•  Lot  every  lamp  be  burning." 
Wc  look  afar  across  the  wave, 
Our  distant  home  discerning. 

For  now  we  stand    &c, 

■'  Should  coming  days  be   dark  and  cold. 
We  will  not  yield  to  sorrow, 
For  hope  Avill  sing   with  courage  bold. 
There's  glory  on  the  morrow. 

For  now  wc  stand  &c. 

4  Let  storms  of  woe  in  whirlwinds   rise. 
Each  chord  on  eaith  to  sever, — 
There — bright  and  joyous  in  the  skies — 
There — is  our  home  forever. 

For  now  wc  stand  etc. 

47  S.     M. 

My  soul  be  on  thy  guard, 

Ten  thousand  foes  arise  ; 
And  hosts  of  sin  are  pressing  hard, 

To  draw  thee  from  the  skies. 


D 


THE      BILIEVER. 


2  0  watch,  and  fight,  and  pray, 

The*])attle  ne'er  give  o'er; 
Renew  it  boldly  every  da}'. 
And  help  divine  implore. 

3  Ne'er  think  the  victor}'-  won, 

Nor  once  at  ease  sit  down  ; 
Thy  arduous  work  will  not  he  done, 
Till  thou  hast  got  the  crown. 

48  S.     M. 

"  My  times  are  in  Thy  hand," 
My  God,  I  wish  them  there  ; 
My  life,  my  friends,  my  soul  1  leave 
-    Entirely  to  Thy  care. 

2  "  My  times  are  in  Thy  hand," 

Whatever  they  may  be, 
Pleasing  or  painful,  dark  or  bright, 
As  best  may  seem  to  Thee. 

3  "  My  times  arc  in  Thy  hand," 

Why  should  I  doubt  or  fear  ? 
My  Father's  hand  will  never  cause 
His  child  a  needless  tear. 

4  "  My  times  are  in  Thy  hand," 

Jesus,  the  crucilied  ; 


THE    BELIETER,  $1 

The  hand  my  cruel  sins  had  pierced, 
Is  now  my  guard  and  guide. 

.  ^'My  times  are  in  Thy  hand," 
Jesus,  my  Advocate  ; 
Nor  shall  Thine  hand  be  stretch'd  in 
vain' 
For  mc  to  supplicate, 

'    "  My  times  are  in  Thy  hand," 
I'll  always  trust  in  Thee  ; 
And,  after  death,  at  Thy  right  hand 
I  shall  for  ever  be. 

40  P.     M. 

Nearer,  my  God  to  Thee — 

Nearer  to  Thee! 

E'en  though  it  be  a  cross 

That  raiseth  me  ; 

Still  all  my  song  shall  be, 

Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee, 

Nearer  to  Thee  ! 

:2  Though  like  a  wanderer, 

The  sun  gone  down. 
Darkness  comes  over  me. 

My  rest  a  stone. 


52  TEE    BELIEVER. 

Yet  in  my  dreams  I'd  be 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee, — 

Nearer  to  Thee ! 

Jl  There  let  my  way  appear 

Steps  unto  heav'n ; 
All  that  Thou  sendest  mo 

In  mercy  giv'n  ; 
Angels  to  beckon  me 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee, — 

Nearer  to  Thee.— 
4  Tlicn  with  my  waking  thoughts 

Bright  with  Thy  praisi 
Out  of  my  stony  griefs 

'Bethel  I'll  raise  ; 
So  by  my  woes  to  be 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee  ! 

Nearer  to  Thee! 

r>  And  when  on  joyful  wing, 
Cleaving  the  sky  ; 
Sun,  moon,  and  stars  forgot, 

Upward  I  11  y  ; 
Still  all  my  song  shall  be, 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee,— 
Nearer  to  Thee  * 


THE    BELIEVER.  5S 

50  C.       M. 

()!  FOR  a  closer  walk  with  God, 
A  calm  apd  Heavenly  frame  ; 

A  light  to  shine  upon  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 

1'  Where  is  the  blessedness  I  knew 
When  lirst  I  saw  the  Lord  ? 
Where  is  the  sonl-refreshing  view 
Of  Jesus  and  his  word  ? 

■  \  AVhat  peaceful  hours  I  once  enjoyed; 
How  SM'eet  their  memory  still! 
I'lit  they  have  left  an  aching  void, 
The  world  can  never  fill. 

A  Kcturn,  0  holy  Dove,  return. 
Sweet  messenger  of  rest ; 
1  hate  the  sins  that  made  thee  mourn, 
And  drove  thee  from  my  breast. 

5  The  dearest  idol  I  have  known, 
Whate'er  that  idol  be, 
Help  me  to  tear  it  from  thy  throne, 
And  worship  only  thee. 

'    So  shall  my  walk  be  close  with  God, 


54  THE    BELI£V£R. 

Calm  and  serene  mj-  frame  ; 
So  purer  light  shall  mark  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 

51  C.     M. 

Oh  that  the  Lord  would  guide  my  "waj-^. 

To  keep  his  statutes  still ! 
Oh  that  my  God  would  grant  me  grace. 

To  know  and  do  his  will ! 

2  Oh  send  thy  Spirit  down,  to  write 
Thy  law  upon  my  heart 
Nor  let  my  tongue  indulge  deceit. 
Nor  act  the  liar's  part. 

o  Order  my  footsteps  by  thy  word, 
And  make  my  heart  sincere  : 
Let  sin  have  no  dominion,  Lord, 
But  keep  my  cor.science  clear. 

4  Make  me  to  walk  in  thy  commands  - 
'Tis  a  delightful  road  ; 
Nor  let  my  head,  or  hrart,  or  Lands, 
0 fiend  acrainst  mv  Cu>'  * 


THE    BELIEVER.  ii 

52  CM. 

Plunged  in  a  gulf  of  dark  despair, 

We  wretched  sinners  lay, 
Without  one  cheering  beam  of  hope. 

Or  spark  of  glimmering  day. 

2  With  pitying  eyes,  the  Prince  of  grace 

Beheld  our  helpless  grief ; 
^e  saw,  and,  0  amazing  love !  * 

He  ran  to  our  relief. 

3  Down  from  the  shining  seats  above, 

With  joyful  haste  He  fled  ; 
Entered  the  grave  in  mortal  flesh. 
And  dwelt  among  the  dead. 

4  He  spoiled  the  powers  of  darkness  thus, 

And  brake  our  iron  chains  ; 
Jesus  has  freed  our  captive  souls 
From  everlasting  pains. 

b  0  !  for  this  love,  let  rocks  and  hills 
Their  lasting  silence  break  ; 
And  all  harmonious  human  tongues 
Th.e  Saviour's  praises  speak. 


4€  THE     BELIE  VEH. 

53  8  S. 

Preserved  bj  thine  Almighty  power. 

0  Lord,  our  Maker,  Saviour,  King,- 
And  brought  to  see  this  happy  hour. 

We  come  thy  praises  here  Lo  sing. 


Happy  day,  happy  da}'-, 
Here  in  thy  courts  we'll  gladly  stay: 

Happy  day,  happy  day, 
When  Jesus  washed  our  sins  away. 

2  We  praise  thee  for  thy  constant  care. 

For  life  preserved,  for  mercies  given; 
Oh,  may  we  still  those  mercies  share, 
And  taste  the  joys  of  sins  forgiven. 

Happy  Say,  happy  day,  &c. 

3  We  praise  thee  for  the  joyful  news 

Of  pardon  through  a  Saviour's  blood; 
Oh  Lord,  incline  our  hearts  to  choos« 
The  road  to  happiness  and  God. 

Happy  day,  happy  day,  &c. 


THE    BELIEVER.  57 

4  And  when  on  eartli  onr  days  are  done, 
Grant,  Lord,  that  we  at  length  may 
join, 
ilansomed  and  saved  around  thy  throne, 
The  song  of  Moses  and  the  Lamb. 

Happy  day,  happy  day,  &c, 

:a  C.    M. 

Saltation  !  Oh,  the  joyful  sound  ; 

'Tis  pleasure  to  our  ears  ; 
A  sovereign  balm  for  every  wound,     ^ 

A  cordial  for  our  fears. 

'2  Buried  in  sorrow  and  in  sin, 
At  hell's  dark  door  we  lay  ; 
But  we  arise  by  grace  divine. 
To  see  a  heavenly  day, 

3  Salvation !  let  the  echo  fly 
The  spacious  earth  around  ; 
While  all  the  armies  of  the  sky 
Conspire  to  raise  the  sound. 

:»5  8s,  7s  &  4s. 

Saviour,  visit  thy  plantation  : 


\S  THE    BELIKVER. 

Grant  us,  Lord,  a  gracious  rain! 
All  will  come  to  desolation, 
Unless  thou  return  again. 

Lord,  revive  us  ; 
All  our  help' must  come  from  thoe. 

2  Keep  no  longer  at  a  distance  ; 

Shine  upon  us  from  on  high, 
Lest,  for  want  of  thine  assistance, 
Every  plant  should  droop  and  die. 
Lord,  revive  us  ;  &c. 

3  Let  our  mutual  love  be  fervent, 

Make  us  prevalent  in  prayers  ; 
Let  each  one  esteem'd  thy  servant, 
Shun  the  world's  bewitching  snares. 
Lord,  revive  us;  &c* 

4  Break  the  tempter's  fatal  power; 

Turn  the  stony  heart  to  flesh  ; 
A»-d  begin  from  this  good  hour. 
To  revive  thy  work  afresh. 
Lord,  revive  us ;  &c. 

56  P.  M. 

Bat,  Brothers,  will  you  meet  us-^ 
Say,  Brothers,  will  you  meet  us  ? 


THE      BELIEVER.  S9 

Sav,  Brothers,  vrill  you  meet  us  r 
On  Canaan's  happy  shore  ! 

2  Say,  Sisters,  will  you  meet  us  ? 
'     Say,  Sisters,  will  you  meet  us  ? 
Say,  Sisters,  will  you  meet  us  ? 
On  Canaan's  happy  shore! 

2  By  the  grace  of  God  we'll  meet  you 
Where  parting  is  no  more  ; 
That  will  be  a  happy  meeting, 
On  Canaan's  happy  shore. 

4  Jesus  lives  and  reigns  forever, 
On  Canaan's  happy  shore; 
Glory!  glory!  hallelujah! 
Forever,  ever  more. 

THE    SINNER. 
57  L.    C.    M. 

Awaked  by  Sinai's  awful  sound, 
My  soul  in  bonds  of  guilt  I  found. 

And  knew  not  where  to  go  ; 
Eternal  truth  did  loud  proclaim, 
'•'  The'  sinner  must  be  born  again, 

Or  sink  to  endless  woe." 


00  Til  5    SINKER. 

•2  When  to  the  law  I  trembling  fled, 
It  poured  its  curses  on  my  head, 

I  no  relief  could  find  ; 
This  fearful  truth  increased  my  pain. 
''The  sinner  must  be  born  again," 

And  whelmed  my  tortured  mind. 

3  Again  did  Sinai's  thunder  roll, 
And  guilt  lay  heavy  on  my  soul, 

A  vast  oppressive  load; 
Alas,  I  read  and  saw  it  plain, 
•'  The  sinner  must  be  born  again, 

Or  drink  the  wrath  of  God." 

4  The  saints  I  heard  with  rapture  tell, 
How  Jesus  conquered  death  and^hell. 

And  )>roke  the  fowler's  snare  ; 
Yet  when  I  found  this  truth  remain, 
•    '"The  sinner  must  be  born  again," 
I  sunk  in  deep  despair. 

•'>  But  while  I  thus  in  anguish  lay, 

The  gracious  Saviour  passed  this  way. 

And  felt  his  pity  move ; 
The  sinner,  by  his  justice  slain. 
Now  by  his  grace  is  born  again. 

And  sin":s  redeeming  love. 


THE     SINNER.  61 

r,s  8s,  7s  Sc  4s. 

Come,  ye  weary,  heavy  laden, 
Lost  and  ruin'd  b}'-  the  fall  ; 

If  you  tarry  till  you^re  better 
You  Avill  never  come  at  all : 

Not  the  righteous — 
Sinners,  Jesus  came  to  call. 

L*  Let  not  conscience  make  you  linger. 
Nor  of  fitness  fondly  dream  ; 
All  the  fitness  lie  requireth, 
Ls  to  feel  your  need  of  him  : 
This  he  gives  you — 
'Tis'the  Spirit's  rising  beam, 

.'♦  Agonizing  in  tlie  garden, 

Lo  your  Maker  prostrate  lies? 
On  the  bloodj-  tree  behold  him  ; 
Hear  him  cry  before  he  dies, 

^«Itis  finished  :" 
Sinners,  will  not  this  suffice  .' 

4  Lo  !  th'  incarnate  God  ascended. 
Pleads  the  merit  of  his  blood ; 
Venture  on  him,  venture  wholly. 
Let  no  other  trust  intrude  : 
None  but  Jesus 


62  THE    SIPJNER. 

Can  do  helpless  sinners  good. 

5  Saints  and  angels,  joined  in  concert, 
Sing  the  prais'-s  of  the  Lamb  ; 
"VYhile  the  blissful  seats  of  heaven, 
Svrcctly  echo  with  his  name  : 

Hallelujah  !— 
Sinners  hero  may  sing  the  same. 

59  11  s. 

Delay  not,  delay  not,  0  sinner  draw 

near  : 

!  watc] 

for  thee  . 
No   prices  is  demanded,  the  Saviour 

is  here, 
Ilcdcmption  is  purchased,  salvation  is 

free. 

2  Delay  not,  delay  not,  why  longer  abuse 
The   love  and  compassion  of  Jesus 
thy  God  ? 
A  fountain  is  opened,  how  cau'st  thou 
refuse 
To  wash  and  be  cleansed  in  his  par- 
doning blood  ? 


THE    SINNER.  63 

3  Delay  not,  dela)^  not.  0  sinner  to  come, 

Tot  mercy  still  lingers,  and  calls  thee 

to-day : 
Her  voice  is  not  heard  in  the  vale  of  the 

tomb  ; 
Her  message  unheeded  will  soon  pass 

away. 

4  Delay  not,  delay  not,  the  Spirit  of  Grace, 

Long  grieved  and  resisted,  may  take 

its  sad  flight; 
And  leave  thee  in  darkness  to  finish  thy 

race, 
To  sink   in  the   gloom  of  eternity's 

night. 

5  Delay  not,  delay  not,  the  hour  is  at 

band  ; 
The   earth   shall    dissolve,   and    the 
heavens  shall  fade  ; 
The  dead,  small  and  great,  in  the  judg- 
ment shall  stand  ; 
What  power  then,  0  sinner,  shall  lend 
thee  its  aid? 

CO  L.    M. 

Hasten,  0  sinner,  to  be  wise, 


M  THE    SINNER.  1 

And  stay  not  for  to-morrow's  sun  '. 
The  longer  AVisdom  you  despise, 
The  harder  is  she  to  be  won. 

'J  01  hasten  mercy  to  implore, 

And  stay  not  for  to-morrow's  sun; 
For  fear  thy  season  should  be  o'er, 
Before  this  evening's   course  be  run. 

o  Hasten.  0  sinner,  to  return, 

And  stay  not  for  to-morrow's  sun, 
For  fear  thy  lamp  should  fail  to  burn. 
Before  the  needlul  work  is  dore, 

4  Hasten,  0  sinner,  to  be  blest, 

And  stay  not  for  to-morrow's  sun ; 
For  fear  the  curse  should  thee  arrest. 
Before  the  morrow  is  begun. 

61  S.     M.     D. 

0  WHERE  shall  rest  be  found, 

Kest  for  the  weary  soul  ? 
'Twere  vain  the  ocean  depths  to  sound. 

Or  pierce  to  either  pole  : 
The  world  can  never  give 

The  bliss  for  which  we  sigh  ; 
'Tis  not  the  whole  of  life  to  live, 

Nor  all  of  death  to  die. 


THE   SINNER. 


''CYond  this  vale  of  tear^Vl^ 
There  is  a  life  j^hovf^,  S^  *^^ 


iiiere  is  a  lire  j^oovf^,  v^   • 
I' n measured  by  the  fligh^J^i"  X^'sX^ 

And  all  that  life  is  love,  /k  ^!^ 
There  is  a  death  whose  pang-^r  'j^ 

Outlasts  the  fleeting  branthT^^  V*' 
0  what  eternal  horrors  haivj:         ^  •^^ 

Around  •'  the  seeond  deiitu ! ' '  ^ ^ 

Lord  God  of  trutii  and  grace,  ^  ^^ 

Teach  us  that  d^ath  to  shun.  y\  ^ 

Lest  we  be  banished  from  thy  face,         >!•  X 


d 


And  evermore  undone, 
Here  would  we  end  our  quest :  -i^ 

Alone  are  found  in  thee> 
The  life  of  perfect  love,  th<i  rest 

Of  immortaiitv, 

:  s.   M. 

Now  is  th'  accepted  time, 

Now  is  the  day  of  grace  ; 
0  sinners!  come,  without  dtlar, 

And  seek  the  Saviour's  fl|k<5«. 

Now  is  th'  acc<»pted  time, 

The  Saviour  calls  to-day  j 
To-morrow  it  may  be  too  Twit  ;— 


66  THE    SINKER, 

Then  why  should  you  delaj  r 

3  Now  is  th'  accepted  time, 

The  gospel  bids  you  come  ; 

And  every  promise,  in  his  word, 

Declares  there  yet  is  room. 

4  Lord!  draw  reluctant  souls, 

And  melt  them  by  thy  love  ; 
Then  will  the  angels  speed  their  way 
To  bear  the  news  above. 

65  L.  M. 

ItsTURN,  0  wanderer,  return, 

And  seek  an  injur'd  Father's  face  : 

Those  warm  desires  that  in  thee  burn. 
Were  kindled  by  reclaiming  grace. 

2  lleturn,  0  wanderer,  return, 

And  seek  a  Father's  melting  heart  r 
Kispitymg  eyes  thy  grief  discern, 
Kis  hand  shall  heal  thine  inward  smart. 

3  Return,  0  wanderer,  return, 

Thy  Saviour  bids  thy  spirit  live  ; 
Go  to  his  bleeding  feet,  and  learu 
How  freely  Jesus  can  forgiv©. 


THE     SINNEK.  6T 

Return,  0  wanderer,  return, 

And  v/ipe  away  the  falling  tear  ; 

'Tis  God  who  says,  "No  longer  mourn," 
'Tis  mercy's  voice  invites  thee  near. 


G4  L.    M, 

Say.  sinner,  hath  a  voice  within, 
Oft  whispered  to  thy  secret  soul  ; 

Urged  thee  to  leave  the  ways  of  sin, 
And  yield  thy  h»art  to  God's  control? 

2  Ilath  something  met  thee  in  the  path 
Of  worldliuessand  vanity, 
And  pointed  to  the  coming  wrath, 
And  warned  thee  from  that  wrath  to 
flee? 

'\  Sinner,  it  wa?  a  hcaTcnly  voice, 
It  was  the  Spirit's  gracious  call ; 
It  bade  thee  make  the  better  )»hoice, 
And  haste  to  seek  in  Christ  thine  all> 

4  Spurn  not  the  call  to  life  and  light; 
Regard  in  time  the  warning  kind  ; 
That  call  thou  may'st  not  always  slight; 
And  yet  the  gate  of  mercy  find. 


(  S  THE    SINNER. 

'■-iod's  Spirit  will  not  always  striTc 
With  li.'irdoned,  self-destroying  man: 

Ye  who  persist  his  love  to  g"ieve, 
May  never  hear  his  voice  again. 

6  .Sinner,  perhaps  this  very  d&y. 
Thy  last  accented  timo  may  be  : 
('}  should'st  thou  grieve  liim  now  cway. 
Then  hope  may  never  beam  en  thee. 

&5  7    s.- 

Si?r?rpR,  art  thou  still  secure  ? 

Wilt  thou  still  refuse  to  pr&y  f 
Can  thy  heart  or  hand  endure, 

In  the  Lord's  avenging  day  r 

2  See,  his  miglity  arm  is  bared, 

AAvful  terrors  clothe  his  brow  ; 
for  his  judgment  stand  prepared  ; 
Thou  must  cither  break  or  bow.  , 

3  At  his  presence  nature  shakes, 

Eartli,  aftrighted,  hastes  to  fi«e;' 
Solid  mouatains  melt  like  waz, 
What  will  then  become  of  thee  ? 

4  Who  his  coming  may  abide, 


THE  S[NNE?v.  69 

You  that  glprr  in  your  shn.D^e  r 
Will  you  find  a  place  to  hide, 
When  the  world  is  wrapped  in  Same  r 

5  Lor(ly  prepare  us  by  thy  grace ! 

Soon  we  must  resipcn  our  breath, 
Ai-d  our  souls  be  called  to  pass 
Through  the  iron  gate  of  death, 

SiNis'ERS,  tvrn,  why  will  ye  die  ? 
God,  your  Maker,  ?sks  you  why  ! 
Godj^who  did  your  being  give, 
Made  you  with  himself  to  live^ — 
He  the  fatal  cause  demands!, 
Asks  the  work  of  his  ov,^n  hands. 
Why,  ye  tl;ankle>s  crccture.'^,  wlir 
Will  yc  cross  his  love,  and  dfe  ? 

2  Sinners,  tnrn.  why  will  ye  die? 
God,  yoiir  Saviour,  asks  you  why  ? 
God,  who  did  your  souls  retrieve, 
Died  himself,  that  ye  iniglit  live. 
Will  you  let  him  die  in  vain  ? 
Crucify  your  Lord  again? 
VV'iiy,  ye  ransom'd  siriners,  why 
Will  ye  slight  lus  grace,  rnd  die  ' 


THE    SINNER. 


3  Sinners,  turn,  why  will  ye  die  ? 
God,  the  Spirit,  asks  you  why! 
Many  a  time,  with  you  he  strove 
Woo'd  you  to  embrace  his  love  : 
"VTill  ye  not  his  grace  receive  ? 
Will  ye  still  refuse  to  live  ? 
Oh  ye  guilty  sinners,  wh\^ 
Will  ye  grieve  your  God,  and   die  : 

G7  8s,  7s  &:  4s. 

Sinners*  we  are  sent  to  bid  you 
To  the  go.ypel  feast  to-day ; 
Will  you  slight  the  invitation  ? 
Will  you,  caji  you,  yet  delay  ? 

Jesus  cails  you  : 
Come,  poor  sinners,  come  away* 

2  Come,  0  come,  all  things  are  read}', 
Bread  to  strengthen,  wine  to  elieer  : 

If  you  spurn  this  blood-bought  banquet. 
Sinners,  can  j^our  souls  appear 

Guests  in  heaven, 
Scorning  heaven's  rich  bounty  here  r 

3  Even  now  the  Holy  Spirit 
Moves  upon  some  melting  heart, 
Pleads  a  bleeding  Saviour's  merit : 


THE   6INNER.  71 

Sinner,  will  you  say  "Depart  ?" 

Wretched  sinner, 
Can  you  bid  your  God  depart  ? 

4  What  are  all  earth's  dearest  pleas-'Jitcs  , 
Were  tb  ey  more  than  tongue  could  tcH^ 
What  are  all  its  boasted  treasures, 
To  a  soul  once  sunk  in  Hell  ? 

Treasure !  pleasure ! 
No  such  sounds  are  heard  in  hell. 

"'  Fly,  0  !  fly  ye  to  the  mountain. 
Linger  not  in  all  the  plain  ; 
Leave  this  Sodom  of  corruption, 
Turn  not,  look  not  back  again  ; 

Fly  to  Jesus, 
Linger  not  in  all  the  plain. 

68  8s,  7s  &  4s. 

Sinners,  will  ye  scorn  the  message, 
Sent  in  mercy  from  above  ? 

Every  sentence.  Oh,  how  tender  ! 
Every  line  is  full  of  love; 

Listen  t«  it — 
Every  line  is  full  of  love. 

'2  Hear  the  heralds  of  the  Gospel, 


<  J  TUE    SiNKE?., 

News  from  Zion's  King  proclaim^ 
To  each  rebel  sinner— '^Pardon, 
"Free  forgiveness  in  his  nam^  :'' 

How  impori'ant! 
Free  forgiveness  in  his  name. 

o  Tempted  souls,  they  bring  you  succour. 
.  Foarful  h*jarts,  they  quefl  your  fears: 
And  witk  news  of  consolation, 
Ohase  away  the  falliag  tears  ; 

-'iVjider  heralds  — 
Chase  a,wriy  the  falling  tears. 

4  False  professors,  grov'ling  vrorldlings^ 
Calleus  hearers  of  the  word, 
While  the  messengers  address  you, 
Take  tiie  warnings  they  affoid; 

^Ye  enU-eiit  you. 
Take  the  warnings  they  afford. 

r^  Who  hath  our  report  bclieyed  r 
Who  rtceav'd  the  joyful  wordr 
Who  cmbrac'd  the  news  of  pardon 
Offer'd  to  you  by  the  Lord  ? 

Can  you  slight  it, 
Ofi'er'd  to  you  by  the  Lord  ? 

&  0;  ye  angels,  hovering  round  us. 


THE    SINA'ERo 

Waiting  spirits,  speed  jonr  way 
Kasteii  to  the  court  of  heaven, 
Tidings  bear  without  delay: 

Rebel  sinners 
Glad  the  message  will  obey, 

7  s  &  6s. 

►:ior,  poor  sinners,  stop  and  think, 

Before  you  further  go  ; 
Will  you  sport  u^on  the  brink 

0f  everlasting  wo  ? 
®n  the  verge  of  ruin  stop, 

Now  the  friendly*warning  take, 
Stay  your  footsteps,  era  ye  drop 

Into  the  burning  lake. 

"^ay.  have  you  an  arm  like  God, 

That  you  his  will  oppose  ? 
Fear  ye  not  that  iron  )od 

With  which  lie  breaks  his  foes  ? 
Can  you  stand  iu  that  dread  daj'. 

Which  his  justice  shall  proclaim, 
When  the  earth  shall  melt  awey 

Like  wax  before  the  flame  ? 

Ghastly  death  will  quickly  come. 
And  drag  you  to  his  bar  ", 


74  THE    SINNER. 

Then  to  hear  jour  awful  doom. 
Will  fill  you  with  despair! 

All  your  sins  will  round  yon  crowd; 
You  shall  mark  their  \:rimson  dye  ; 

Each  for  vengeance  crying  loud, 
And  what  can  you  reply  ? 

4  Though  your  heart  were  made  of  steel. 

Your  forehead  lined  with  brass  ; 
God  at  length  will  make  you  feel, 

He  will  not  let  you  pass ; 
Sinners  then  in  vain  will  call, 

Those  who  now  despise  his  grace, 
''Rocks  and  mountains  on  us  fall, 

And  hide  us  from  his  face." 

70  12  s. 

The  voice  of  free  grace  cries — ''Escape 
to  the  mountain  !" 

For  Adam's  lost  race  Christ  hath  open- 
ed a  fountain  : 

For   sin   and  transgression,  and    every 
uncleanness, 

His  blood  flows  most  freely  in  streams 
of  salvation. 
Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb,  he  has  pur 
chased  our  pardon. 


THE    SINNER.  ^75 

We'll   praise     him   again^   when  we. 
pass  over  Jordan. 

2  Ye  souls  that  are  wounded!  Oh  !  lies  to 

the  Saviour  ; 
He  calls   j^ou  in   mercy. — 'tis  infinite 

favor ; 
Your  sins  are  increasing, — escape  to  the 

mountaiQj — 
Ills  blood   can  remove   them,  it   flows 

from  the  fountain. 
Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb,  &c. 

3  0.  Jesus !  ride  onward,  thy  kingdom  is 

glorious, 
O'er  sin. death  and  hell,  thou  wilt  make 

us  victorious  ; 
Thy  name  shall  be  praised  in  the  great 

congregation, 
WhiJe  angels  and  saints  raise  the  shout 

of  salvation. 
Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb,  &c. 

4  With  joy  shall  we  stand,  when  escaped 

to  the  shore ; 
Tith  harps  in  our   hands,  we'll  praise 

him  the  more ; 
^'e'il  range  the   sweet   plains  on  the 

bank  of  the  river 


76  THE    SINKERo 

A"fd  sing  of  salvation  forever  and  iv 
Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb,  &c. 

71  S.  M. 

To-morrow,  Lord,  is  thine, 
Lodged  in  thy  Sovereign  hands 

And  if  its  sun  arise  and  shine, 
15  shines  hy  thy  command„ 

2  The  present  moment  flies, 
And  bears  our  life  away  ; 
Oh  make  thy  servants  trulj^  witse. 
That  the)^  may  live  to-day- 

c'>  Since  on  this  fleeting  hour 
Eternity  is  hung, 
Waken  by  thine  almighty  power 
The  aged  and  the  young. 


4  One  thing  demands  our  care  ; 

Oh  be  it  still  pursued, 
Lest  slighted  once,  the  season  t\,£ 
Should  never  be  renew 'd.  , 

5  To  Jesus  may  we  fly, 

■  Swift  as  the  morning  liglit; 
Lefit  life's  young  golden  beam  sho'jild 
In  i-udden  endless  nizht. 


T>2g    SINNER.  77 

1^2  L.     M. 

riLE  life  prolorigsits  precious  liirht, 
Mercy  in  found,  and  peace  is  given; 
,i  soon,  ah  !  soon,  approaching  night 
6h!j.:l  blot  out  every  hope  of  heave/]. 

£  ^'"  liiic  God  invites,  how  blest  the  day  ' 
Viov,'-   sweet   the   gospel's    chani/ii.g 
sound ; 
!"  :i)Qe  sinners,  haste,  oh  !  haste  away, 
Trhile  yet  a  pardoning  God  He's  i'oand- 

3  S^on,  borne  on  time's  most  rapid  -fiiig, 
j\     Shall   death    command    you   to    the 
'^        grave ; 
Eefore  his  bar  your  spirits  brine. 
And  none  be  found  to  hear  or  save. 

i  In  that  lone  land  of  deep  despair. 

No  Sabbath's  heavenly  light  shal;risc; 
No  God  regard  your  bitter  prayer, 
Nor  Saviour  call  you  to  the  skiss. 

5  WhileGod  invites — hew  blest  the  day! 
-How  sweet  the   gospel's    chariTiing 
sftuad ; 
C:yne,  sinners  haste,  oh!  feaste  away. 
While  yet  a  pard'iing  God  is   foand. 


78  THE    PENITENT, 

THE    PENITENT. 
73  ^  S.     M. 

And  can  I  yet  delay 

My  little  all  to  give  ? 
To  tear  my  soul  from  earth  away 

For  Jesus  to  receire? 

2  Nay,  but  I  yield,  I  yield ! 

I  can  hold  out  no  more : 
I  sink, by  dying  love  compell'd, 
And  own  the  conqueror  ! 

3  Though  late,  I  all  forsake — 

My  friends,  my  all  resign  ; 
Gracious  Rede^merj  take,  0  take^ 
And  seal  mc  ever  thine  ! 

4  Come,  aad  possess  me  whole. 

Nor  hence  again  remove  : 
Settle  and  fix  my  wavering  soul 
With  all  thy  weight  of  love. 

My  one  desire  be  this. 
Thy  only  love  to  know. 

To  seek  and  taste  no  otker  bliss< 
No  other  good  bclcw. 


•:> 


THE    PENITENT. 

ij  My  life,  my  portion  thou, 
'         Thou  all-sufficieut  art ; 

My  hope,  my  heavenly  treasure,  no'^f 
Enter  and  keep  my  heart, 

74  C.     M. 

Come,  humble  sinner,  in  Tvbose  brea3' 
A  thousand  thoughts  revolve  ; 

Come,   with  your   guilt   and   fear   o: 
pressed, 
And  make  this  last  resolve. 

2  ''I'll  go  to  Jesus,  though  my  sin 
V         High  as  a  mountain  rose  : 

'      T  know  his  courts,  I'll  enter  in, 
Whatever  may  oppose, 

3  ''Perhaps  he  will  admit  my  pleaj 

Perhaps  will  hear  my  prayer  ; 
But  if  I  perish  I  will  pray, 
And  perish  only  there. 

4  "I  can  but  perish  if  I  go, 

I  am  resolved  to  try  ; 

For  if  I  stay  away,  I  know 

I  must  for  eycrdie.'' 


80  TME    PENITENT, 

75  G.    M.   D. 

I  HEARD  the  voice  of  Jesus  sar. 

Come  unto  me  and  rest; 
Lay  down   thou  weary  one,  lay  'Jc?;q 

Thy  head  upon  my  breast. 
I  came  to  Jei?us  as  I  was, 

Weary,  aiid  worn,  and  sad, 
1  foTind  in  Rim  a  resting  plac?. 

And  he  has  made  m^  glad. 

2  I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say, 
Behold,  I  freely  give 
The  living  water,  thirsty  one, 

Stoop  down,  and  drink,  and  live. 
I  came  to  Jesus,  and  I  drank 
Of  that  life-giving  stream  ; 
My  thirst  was  quenched,  my  soul  r-s 
vivcd, 
And  now  I  live  in  Him. 

C  I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say, 
I  am  this  dark  world's  lighi. 

Look  unto  me,  thy  morn  shall  risf. 
And  all  thy  days  be  bright. 

I  looked  to  Jesus,  and  I  found 
In  Him  my  Star,  my  Sun  ; 

And  in  that  light  of  fife  I'll  wa'Jk, 


THE    PENITENT,  81 

Till  travelling  iays  are  done. 

S.     M. 

•JesuSj  I  come  to  thee, 

A  sinner  doomed  to  die; 
My  only  refuge  is  thy  cross — 

Here  at  thy  feet  I  lie. 

Can  mercy  reach  my  case, 

And  all  my  sins  remove? 
Break,  0  my  God!    this  heart  of  stone, 

And  melt  it  by  thy  love. 

Too  long  my  soul  has  gone; 

Far  from  mj-^  God  astray  ; 
I"ve  sported  on  the  brink  of  hell, 

In  sin's  delusive  way. 

Rut,  Lord!  my  heart  is  fixed — 

I  hope  ia  thee  alone; 
IJreak  off  the  chains  of  sin  and  death, 

And  bind  me  to  thy  throne. 

Thy  blood  can  cleanse  my  heart, 
Thy  hand  can  wipe  my  tears  : 

•t^h  !  send  thy  blessed  Spirit  down 
To  banish  all  my  fears. 
F 


8.1  THE    PENITENT. 

t»  Thjdn  shall  my  soul  arise. 
From  sin  and  Satan  free  ; 
Hedeemed  from  hell  and  everj  foe. 
I'll  trust  alone  in  thee. 

7?  8,8,8,0. 

Just  as  I  am— without  one  plea. 

But  that  thy  blood  was  shed  for  me  ; 
And  that  thou  luidst  me  come  to  thee — 
0  Lamb  of  God,  I  come  ? 

U  Just  as  I  am— and  waiting  not 
To  rid  my  soul  of  one  dark  blot, 
To  thee,  whose  blood  can  cleanse  eacli 
spot, 
P  Lamb  of  God,  I  come ! 

3  Just  as   I  anr— poor,  wretched,  blind  : 
Sight,  riches,  healing  of  the  mind, 
Yes,  all  I  need  in  thee  to  find — 

0  Lamb  of  God,  I  come  ! 

4  Just  as  I  am — thou  wilt  receive, 

Y^ill  welcome,  pardon,  cleanse,  relieve. 
Because  thy  promise  I  believe —     • 
0  Lamb  of  God,  I  cornel 


THE    PENITENT.  83" 

Just  as  T  am — thy  love  unknown 
lias  broken  every  barrier  down  : 
Now  to  be  thine,  yea,  thine  alone — 
0  Lamb  of  God,  I  come! 

V  C.     M, 

L:<-.T  carnal  minds  the  world  pursue, 

It  has  no  charms  for  me  ; 
Once  I  adinir'd  its  trifles  too, 


1  Its  fading  charms  no  longer  please, 
No  more  content  afford  ; 
Far  from  my  heart  be  joys  like  thcso, 
Now  I  have  seen  the  Lord. 

8  As  by  the  light  of  op'ning  day, 
The  stars  are  all  coriceai'd; 
So  earthly  pleasures  fade  avray, 
When  Jesus  is  reveal'd. 

4  Creatures  no  more  divide  my  choice — 

I  bid  them  all  depart; 
His  name,  and  love,  and  gracious  voice. 
Have  fix'd  my  roving  heart. 

5  Now,  Lord,  I  would  be  thine  alone^ 


aA  the  penitent. 

And  wholly  live  to  thee : 
But  may  I  hope  that  thou  wilt  own 
A  worthless  worm  like  me! 

<;  Yes,  though  of  sinners  I'm  the  worst. 
I  cannot  doubt  thy  will ; 
For,  if  thou  had'st  not  lov'd  me  first. 
I  had  refused  thee  still.    ' 

79  L.  M. 

0  HAPPY  day,  that  stayfe  my  choice 
On  thee,  my  Saviour  and  my  God; 

Well  may  this  glowing  heart  rejoice, 
And  tell  thy  goodness  all  abroad. 

_  '  I  liappy  bond,  that  seals  my  vows, 
To  Tlim  who  merits  all  m}'  love, 
Lot  cheerful  anthems  fill  his  house. 
While  to  his  sacred  throne  I  move. 

3  "lis  done,  the  great  transaction's  done  ; 

Deign,  gracious   Lord,  to   make  me 
thine! 
Help  me,  through  grace,  to   follow  on. 
Glad  to  confess  thy  voice  divine. 

4  Here  rest,  my  oft-divided  heart, 


THE    PENITENT.  8") 

Fix'd  on  thy  God,  thy  Saviour  -est ; 
Who  with  the  world  would  grieve  to 
part, 
When  call'd  on  angel's  food  to  feast  ? 

5  High  heaven, that  heard  the  solemn  vow, 
That  vow  renew'd  shall  daily  hear. 
Till  in  life's  latest  hour  I  bow, 

And  bless  in  death  a  bond  so  dear. 

>^0  C.    M. 

Prostrate,  dear  Jesus,  at  thy  feet, 

A  guilty  rebel  lies  ; 
And  upwards  to  thy  mercy  seat. 

Presumes  to  lift  his  eyes. 

2  If  tears  of  sorrow  would  suffice 

To  pay  the  debt  I  ow«, 
Tears  should  from  both  my  weeping 
eyes, 
In  ceaseless  torrents  flow. 

3  But  no  such  sacrifice  I  plead 

_  To  expiate  my  guilt ; 
No  tears   but  those  which  thou  hast 
shed ; 
No  blood,  but  thou  hast  spilt. 


60  THE    PENITENT. 

4  Thir.k  of  thy  sorrovrs,  dearest  Lord, 
And  all  my  sins  forgive ; 
Justice  will  well  approve  the  word 
That  bids  the  sinner  live. 

81  L.     M. 

Show  pity,  Lord;  0  Lord,  forgive  ; 
Let  a  repenting  rebel  live  ; 
Are  not  thy  mercies  large  and  free  ? 
May  not  a  sinner  trust  in  thee  ? 

2  My  crimes  are  great,  but  don't  surpas.s 
The  power  and  glory  of  thy  grace  ; 
Great  God,  thy  nature  hath  no  bound: 
So  let  thy  pardoning  .ove  be  found. 

3  <)j  wash  my  soul  from  every  sin 

And  make  my  guilt}^  conscience  clean  : 
Here  on  nay  heart  the  burden  lies, 
And  past  offences  pain  my  eyes. 

4  Should    sudden    vengeance    seize    my 

breath, 
f  laust  pronounce  thee  just  in  death  ; 
And  if  ray  soul  were  sent  to  hell, 
Thy  righteous  law  approves  it  well. 


THE    PENITENT.  €7 

■>  Yet  save  a  trembling  sinner,  Lord, 
Whose  hope,  still  hovering  round  ihj 

vrord, 
Would  light   on  some   sweet  pro.aj.i?-e 

there, 
-Some  sure  support  against  despair. 

^2  7  s. 

Tis  a  point  I  long  to  know, 
Oft  it  causes  anxious  thought, 

])o  I  love  the  Jjord,  or  no  ? 
Am  I  his,  or  am  I  not  ? 

■J  Could  my  heart  so  hard  remain. 
Prayer  a  task  and  burden  prove, 
Every  trilie  give  me  pain, 
If  I  knew  a  Saviour's  love  r 

■■.  When  I  turn  my  eyes  within, 

All  is  dark,  and  vain,  and  wild. 
Pilled  with  unbelief  and  sin, 
(inn  I  deem  myself  a  child? 

4  Lord,  decide  the  doubtful  case, 
Thou  who  art  thy  people's 'Sun  ; 
Sliine  upon  thy  work  of  grace, 
If  it  be  indeed  begun. 


83  THE    PENITENl. 

5  Let  me  love  thee  more  and  more- 
If  I  love  at  all,  I  pray ; 
If  I  have  not  loved  before 
Help  me  to  begin  to-day. 

8S  7  s^  &  6  s- 

V.^iN,  delusive  world  adieu, 
With  all  of  creature  good; 

Only  Jesus  I  pursue, 

Who  bought  me  with  his  blood, 

AH  thy  pleasure  I  forego  ; 

All  thy  wealth  and  all  thy  pride, 

Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 
And  Jesus  crucified. 


o 


Turning  to  my  reft  again, 

The  Saviour  I  adore; 
He  relieves  my  grief  and  pain, 

And  bids  me  weep  no  more. 
Rivers  of  salvation  How 

From  his  head,  his  hands,  his  side: 
Only  Jesus  Irill  I  know, 

And  Jesus  crucified. 

'<^  liim  to  know  is  life  and  peace. 
And  pleasure  li^thout  eud^. 
Tais  is  all  my  happiness, 


THE    PENITEIfT.  8C> 

On  Jesus  to  depend — 
Daily  in  his  grace  to  grow, 

In  his  favor  to  abide : 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 

And  Jesus  crucified. 

H  L.   M. 

When,  marshall'd  on  the  nightly  plain. 

The  glittering  hosts  bestud  the  sky, 
One  star  alone  of  all  the  train 

Can  fix   the  sinner's  wandering  eye. 
Hark!  hark!  to  God  the  chorus  breaks. 

From  every  host,  from  every  gem: 
But  one  alone,  the  Saviour  speaks, 

It  is  the  Star  of  Bethlehtm. 

2  Once  on  the  raging  seas  I  rode, 

The  storm  was  loud,  the  night  was 
dark, 
The  ocean  yawn'd,  and  rudely  blow'd 
The  wind  that  toss'd  my  foundering 
bark. 
Deep  horror  then  my  vitfkls  froze : 
Death-struck,  I   ceased   the  tide  to 


stem 


When  suddenly  a  star  arose, 
It  was  the  Star  of  Bethlehem. 


^'0  THE    SABBATH^ 

•3  It  was  my  guide,  my  light,  my  all; 

It  bade  my  dark  foreboding  cease; 
And,  through  the   storm   and  danger's 
thrall. 
It  led  me  to  the  port  of  peace. 
Now,  safely  moor'd,  ray  perils  o'er, 

I'll  sing,  first  in  night's  diadem, 
For  ever,  and  for  evermore, 
The  .Star!— the  Star  of  Bethlehem! 

THE  SABBATH. 
f5  L.     M. 

AxoTHFR  six  days'  work  is  done, 
Another  Sabbath  is  begun  ; 
lleturn,  my  soul,  enjoy  thy  rest, 
Improve  the  day  thy  God  "hath  bless'd. 

2  Oh  that  our  thoughts  and  thanks  may 
rise 
As  grateful  incense  to  tha  skies  ; 
A  nd  draw  from  heaven  that  sweet  repose 
Which  none  but  he  that  feels  it  knows  ! 

'■•  This  heavenly  calm  within  the  breast 
Is  the  dear  pledge  of  glorious  rest, 
Which  for  the  church  of  God  remains. 


THE    SABBATH.  91 

The  end  of  cares,  the  end  of  pains. 

4  In  holy  duties  let  the  day 
In  holy  pleasures  pass  away  ; 
IIow  sweet  a  Sabbath  thus  to  spend. 
In  hope  of  one  that  ne'er  shall  end! 

08  C.     M. 

FREauENT  the  da}^  of  God  returnp. 
To  shed  its  quickening  beams  ; 

And  yet  how  slow  devotion  burns  ; 
How  languid  are  its  flames  ! 

'2  Accept  our  faint  attempts  to  love^ 
Our  frailties,  Lord,  forgive  ; 
We  would  be  like  thy  saints  above, 
And  praise  thee  while  Ave  live. 

■.  Increase,  0  Lord,  our  faith  and  hope, 
And  tit  us  to  ascend, 
Wliere  the  assembly  ne'er  breaks  up, 
The  Sabbath  ne'er  shall  end. 

4  Where  wc  shall  breathe  in  heavenly  air, 
With  heavenly  lustre  shine  ; 
Before  the  throne  of  God  appear^ 
And  feast  on  love  divine. 


92  THR    SABBATH. 

87  C.  L.  M. 

How  calm  and  beautiful  the  morn 
That  gilds  the  sacred  tomb, 

Where  once  the  Crucified  was  borne 
And  veiled  in  midnight  gloom  ! 

O  weep  no  more  the  Saviour  slain ; 

The  Lord  is  risen — He  lives  again.         I 

2  Ye  mourning  saints,  dry  every  tear 

For  your  departed  Lord  : 
'•Behold  the  place — He  is  not  here," 

The  tomb  is  all  unbarred  ; 
The  gates  of  death  were  closed  in  vain  ; 
The  Lord  is  risen — He  lives  again. 

o  Now  cheerful  to  the  house  of  prayer; 

Your  early  footsteps  bend, 
The  Satiour  will  himself  be  there, 

Your  Advocate  and  Friend  : 
Once  by  the  law  your  hopes  were  slain. 
But  now  in  Christ  ye  live  again. 

4  How  tranquil  now  the  rising  day, 

'Tis  Jesus  still  appears, 
A  ris«i  Lord  to  chage  away 

Your  unbelieving  fears  : 
0  weep  no  more  your  comforts  slain  ; 


\* 


MORNING    AND    EVENING.  93 

The  Lord  is  risen— He  lives  again.  ^ 

And  wlicn  tlie  shades  of  evening  fall. 
When  life's  last  hour  draws  nigii, 

If  Jesus  shines  upon  the  soul, 
How  blissful  then  to  die  ! 

Hince  lie  has  risen  who  once  was  slain, 

Ye  die  in  Christ  to  live  again. 

snCRNfNe     AND     EVENIMG. 

88  C.     M. 

'    Drrad  Sovereign,  let  my  evening  song 
Like  holy  incense  rise; 
Assist  the  offerings  of  my  tongue, 
To  reach  the  lofty  skies. 

Z  Through  all  the  dangers  of  the  day, 
Thy  hand  was  still  my  guard; 
And  still  to  drive  my  wants  away 
Thy  mercy  stood  prepared. 

3  Perpetual  blessings  from  abovOj 

Encompassed  me  around : 
•  But  0  how  few  returns  of  love 
L       Has  my  Creator  found! 


94  M011NIN9    AN»   EVENING. 


# 


4  What  have  I  done  for  Him  wh«  died 


To  save  niy  wretched  soul  ? 
How  are  103^  follies  multiplied, 
Fast  as  my  minutes  roll ! 


5  Lord,  with  this  gu'lty  heart  of  mine, 
To  thy  dear  cross  I  llee, 
And  to  thy  grace  my  soul  resign, 
To  be  renewed  by  thee. 

89  C.     M. 

Lord,  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  I  pray  : 

I  am  for  ever  thine : 
1  fear  before  thee  all  the  day,  1 

Nor  would  I  dare  to  sin. 

2  And  while  I  rest  my  weary  head 
From  cares  and  business  free, 
'Tis  sweet  conversing  on  my  bed 
With  my  own  heart  and  thee. 

:>  1  pay  this  evening  sacrifice  ; 
And  when  my  work  is  done. 
Great  God,  ray  faith  and  hope  relies 
Upon  thy  grace  alone.  , 

4  Thus,  with  ray  thoughts  composed  to  J 
peace, 


MORNING    AND    EVENING. 

I'll  give  mine  eyes  to  sleep  ; 
Thy  hand  in  safety  keeps  my  day?^ 
And  will  my  slumbers  keep* 


90  C.    M. 

Lord  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  bear 
My  voice  ascending  high; 

To  thee  will  I  direct  my  prayer. 
To  thee,  lift  up  mine  eye  : 

'2.X!p  to  the  hills  where  Christ  is  gone. 
To  plead  for  all  his  saints, 
Presenting  at  his  Father's  throne 
Our  songs  and  our  complaints. 

Thou  art  a  God,  before  whose  sight 
The  wicked  shall  not  stand  ; 

Sinners  shall  ne'er  be  thy  delight, 
Nor  dwell  at  thy  right  hand. 

0  may  thy  Spirit  guide  my  feet, 
In  ways  of  righteousness  ? 

Make  ev'ry  path  of  duty  straight^. 
Aad  plain  before  my  face. 


f'C  MORNINU    AND    EVENING. 

91  7  s. 

Now  the  shades  of  night  are  gone  ; 
Now  the  morning  light  is  come  ; 
Fjord,  may  we  be  thine  to-day, 
Drive  the  shade  of  sin  away. 

2  Fill  our  souls  with -heavenly  light, 
Banish  doubt  and  gloomy  night; 
In  thy  service,  Lord,  to-day. 
Help  us  labor,  help  us  pray.  . 

P,  Keep^  our  Kaughty  passions  boond; 
Save  us  from  our  foes  around; 
^Joing  out,  and  coming  in, 
Keep  us  safe  from  every  sin. 

4  When  our  work  of  life  is  past, 
O  receive  us  then  at  last! 
Night  of  sin  will  be  no  more. 
When  wc  reach  the  heavenly  shore. 

1)2  C.  M*. 

O  Lord,  another  day  is  flown, 
,    And,  we  a  little  band, 
Are.  met  once  more  before  thy  thioxK 
To  bless  thy  fostering  hand. 


MORNIJTG    A!TD    EVENING,  ^< 

2  j^\nr3  wilt  thou  "bcnrl  a  listening  oar. 

To  praises  low  as  ours  ? 
Thion  wilt,  for  thou  dost  deign  to  hf ar 
The  song  that  meekness  pours. 

3  And  .Jesn«?,  thou  thy  smiles  wilt  deign 

As  we  before  thee  pray; 
For  thoii  didst  bless  the  infant  train, 
And  we  are  loss  than  they. 

4  0  let  thy  grace  perform  its  part. 

Let  sin's  dominion  cease  ; 
And  shed  abroad  in  evfery  heart, 
Thine  everlasting  peace. 

93  8  s  &  7  So 

Saviour,  breathe  an  evening   blsssiog. 

Ere  repose  our  spirits  seal ; 
Sin  and  want  ws  come  confessing. 

Thou  canst  save  and  thou  canst  heal. 
Though  destruction  walk  around  us, 

Though  the  arrow  past  us  fty, 
Angel-gnards  from  thee  surround  as, 

Tf  e  are  safe  if  thou  art  nigh. 

2  Though  the  night  be  dark  and  dreary 
Darkness  cannot  hide  from  thee  5 


99 


Thau  art  He  -who,  never  weary., 
Watchrst  where  thj  people  bo. 

Should  swiftdeath  this  night  o'ertakeu; 
And  our  couch  become  our  tomb, 

May  the  morn,  in  heaven  awake  us, 
Clad  in  light  and  deathless  bloom, 

TRIALS. 


94 


Gr.NTLY,  Lord,  0  !  geatly  lead  us, 

Through  this  lonely  vale  of  tears i 
Through  the  changes  thou'st  decreed  u^ 

Till  our  last  great  change  appears. 
When  temptation's  darts  assail  us, 

When  in  devious  paths  we  stray. 
Let  thy  goodness  never  fail  us, 

Lead  us  in  thy  perfect  way. 

In  the  hour  of  pain  and  anguish. 

In  the  hour  when  death  draws  near, 
Sufler  not  our  hearts  to  languish. 

Suffer  not  our  souls  to  fear. 
And  when  mortal  life  is  ended, 

Bid  us  in  thine  arms  to  rest, 
Till  by  angel  bands  attended, 

We  awake  among  the  blest. 


i 


TRIALS,.  Ti> 

9$  S,     M, 

Give  to  the  '^cindfi  thy  fears; 

Hope  on,  be  not  dismayed; 
God   hears   thy  sighs  and  counts  ihy 
tears ; 

God  shall  lift  up  thy  head. 

2  Through  waves,  and  clouds  and  storm? 

He  gently  clears  thy  way ; 
Wait  thou  his  time  :  the  darkest  nighty 
Shall  end  in  brightest  day. 

3  Far,  far  above  thy  thought 

His  counsels  shall  appear, 
When  fully  he  the  work  hath  wrought. 
That  caused  thy  needless  fear. 

4  What  though  thou  rulest  not! 

Yet  heaven,  and  earth,  and  hell 
Proclaim — God  sitteth  on  the  thron*; 
And  rulcth  all  things  well. 

95  C.     M. 

Gon  moves  in  a  mysterious  way, 
Mas  wonders  to  perform ; 


90  TRIALS. 

lie  plants  hi^  footsteps  in  the  sea, 
And  rides  upon  the  storm. 

Ye  fearful  saints,  fresh  courage  take : 
The  clouds  ye  so  much  dread 

Are  big  with  mercy,  and  shall  broak 
With  blessings  on  your  head. 

Judge  not  the  Lord  by  feeble  semse, 

But  trust  him  for  his  grace ; 
Behind  a  frowning  providence 


His  purposes  will  ripen  fast, 
Unfolding  every  hour ; 

The  bud  may  have  a  bitter  taste, 
But  sweet  v/ill  be  the  flower. 

Blind  unbelief  is  sure  to  err, 
And  scan  his  work  in  vain; 

Grod  is  his  own  interpreter, 
And  he  will  make  it  pkin. 


M. 


God  is  the  refage  of  ilis  saints. 

When  storms  of  sharp  distress  iavade 
Ere  we  can  offer  our  complaints. 


TMil^..  101 

BsKold  Him  present  with  His  aid. 

2  Let    mountains   from    their    seats   b  ■ 

hurled, 
Down  to  the  deep  and  buried  there  : 
Gynvulsions  shake  the  solid  world, 
Oar  faith  shall  never  yield  to  fear. 

3  There  is  a  stream,  whose  gentle  flow 

Supplies  the  city  ot  our  God; 
Life,  love,  and  joy,  still  gliding  through. 
And  wat'ring  our  divine  abode. 

4  That  sacred  stream,  thine  holy  word. 

Support?  our  faith,  our  fear  controls  : 
Sweet  peace  thy  promises  afford, 
And  give   new   strength  to  fainting 

souls. 

'>  Zion /Jnjoys  her  monarch's  love, 
Secure  against  a  tbreat'ning  hour  ; 
Nor  can  her  firm  foundations  move, 
B'jilt  on   his  truth,  and  armed  with 
power. 

v>.H  L.    M, 

How  oft  have  sin  and  Satan  strove 


(2  TRIALS. 

To  rend  my  soul  from  thee,  my  God! 
But  everlasting  is  thy  love. 

And  Jesus  seals  it  with  his  blood. 

:  The  oath  and  promise  of  the  Lord 
Join  to  confirm  the  wondrous  grace: 
Ktcrnal  power  performs  the  word, 
And  tills    all    heaven  with  end 
praise.  les? 

Amidst  temptations  sharp  and  lang 
My  soul  to  this  dear  refuge  flies : 

Jfope  is  my  anchor,  firm  and  strong, 
While  tempests  blow,  and  billows  rise 

t  The  gospel  bears  my  spirit  up  ; 
A  faithful  and  unchanging  God 
Lays  the  foundation  for  my  hope 
In  oaths,  and  promises,  and  blood. 

\<  11  s. 

How  firm  a  foundation,  ye  saints  of  tlie 

Lord, 
is  laid  for   your  faith  in  his  excellent 

word! 
What  more  can  He  say  than  to  you  he 

hath  said, 


TRIALS.  103 

\  Oil  who  unto  Jesus  for  refuge  have  fled? 

'2  In    every    condition — in    sickness,    in 

liealth,^ 
In    poverty's    vale,   or    abounding   ia 

wealth, 
Al  home  and  abroad,  on  the  land,  on 

the  sea, 
"  As  thy  days  may  demand,  shall  thy 

strength  ever  be. 

.'.   Fear  not,  I  am  with  thee!  0  I  be  not 

dismayed, 
r,  I  am  thy  God,  and  will  still  give  thee 

aid; 
I'll   strengthen   thee,    help   thee,   and 

cause  thee  to  stand, 
Upheld  by  my  righteous,  omnipotent 

hand. 

i  When  through  the 'deep   waters  I   ".all 
thee  to  go. 

The  rivers  of  wo  shall  not  thee  over 
How ; 

For  I  will  be  with  thee  thy  troubles  Uj 
bless. 

And  sanctify  to   thee,  thy  deepest  dis- 
tress. 


104  Ti;iA.LS.        • 

5  When  through  fiery  trials  thy  pathway 

shnll  lie, 
My   grace   all-sufficient    shall   be   thy 

supply; 
Th^  ilame  shall  not  hurt  thee ;  I  only 

design 
Thy  dross  to  consume,  and  thy  gold  to 

refine. 

6  •'^  E'en  down  to  old  age,  all  my  people 

shall  prove 

My  sovereign,  eternal,  uuciiangeable 
love  ; 

And  when  hoary  hairs  shall  their  tem- 
ples adorn, 

Lika  lan^bs  they  shall  still  in  my  bosD.iJ. 
be  borne. 

7  'i'Thc  soul  that  on  Jcsas  hath  leaned 

for  repose, 

J  will  not,  I  will  not,  desert  to  his  foes  ; 

That  soul,  though  all  hell  should  en- 
deavor to  shake, 

I'll  never,  no  never,  no  never  forsake '; ' ' 


I 


im  7  s. 

Jes'j3,  lover  of  my  soul, 
Let  me  to  thy  bosom  lly, 

While  the  raging  billows  roll, 
While  the  temptest  still  is  high. 

W^P^;  me.,  0  my  Saviour,  hide, 
Tiii  the  storm  of  life  is  past ; 

Safe  into  the  haven  guide; 

0  receive  my  soul  at  last. 

2  Other  refuge  have  I  none, 

Hangrf  m}-  helpless  soul  on  th&e ', 
Leave,  ah!  leave  me  not  alone, 

Still  support  and  comfort  me; 
All  ray  trust  on  thee  is  ^taid, 

All  my  help  from  thee  I  bring; 
Cover  my  defenceless  head. 

With  the  shadow  of  thy  wing. 

;•;  Thou,  0  Christ,  art  all  I  want ; 

All  in  all  in  thee  I  find, 
Raise  the  fallen,  cheer  the  faint. 

Heal  the  sick,  and  lead  the  blind  ; 
Just  and  holy  is  thy  name, 

1  am  all  unrighteousness  ; 
Vile  and  full  of  sin  I  am, 

Thou  art  full  of  truth  and  grace. 


iOG 

TRIALS. 

!.01 

C.    M. 

0  Thod 

from 

whom  all 

goodness 

flows, 

I  ]ift  my  soul  to  thee ; 
Kij  all  my  sorrows,  contiicts,  woes. 

0  Lord,  remember  me! 

2  When  on  my  aching,  burdened  heart 
My  sins  lie  heavily, 
Thy  pardon  grant,  new  peace  impart; 
Then,  Lord,  remember  me  ; 

Z  When  trials  sore  obstruct  my  way, 
And  ills  I  cannot  flee. 
Oh,  let  my  strength  be  as  my  day — 
Dear  Lord,  remember  me  ! 

4  AVhen  in  the  solemn  hour  of  death 

1  wait  thy  just  decree  ; 

Be  this  the  prayer  of  my  last  breath  : 
Now,  Lord,  remember  me  ! 

102  L.     M. 

When  sins  and  fears  prevailing  rise, 
And  fainting  hope  almost  expires; 

Jesus  to  thee  I  lift  mine  eyes. 

To  thee  I  breathe  my  soul's  desires. 


DEATH    AKD    THE    JUDGMENT.  107 

1'  Art  thou  not  mine,  my  living  Lord  r 
And  can  my  liope,   my  comfort  die. 
Fixed  on  thy  everlasting  word, 
That  word  which  built  the  earth  the 
sky? 

3   If  my  immortal  Saviour  lives, 
Then  my  immjartal  life  is  sure: 
His  word  a  firm  foundation  gives, 
Hero  let  me  build  and  rest  secure. 

4'  Here,  0  my  soul,  thy  trust  repose ; 
Since  Jesus  is  forever  mine, 
Not  death  itself,  that  last  of  foes. 
Shall  break  a  union  so  divine. 

DEATH    AND  THE    JUDGMENT. 

103  ■  S.  M. 

A  ND  will  the  Judge  descend  ? 

And  must  the  dead  arise  ? 
And  not  a  single  soul  escape 

His  all  discerning  eyes! — 

'2  How  will  my  heart  endure 
The  terrors  of  that  day, 
When  earth  and  heaven  before  his  face 
Astonish 'd,  shrink  away  ? 


108  DEATH    AKD    THE    JUDGMENT, 

3  But  ere  that  trumpet  shakes 

The  mansions  of  the  dead, 
Hark,  from  the  gospel's  cheering  sound 
What  joyful  tidings  spread! 

4  Ye  sinners,  seek  hts  grace, 

Whose  \Yrath  ye  cannot  bear  : 
Fly  to  the  shelter  of  his  cross, 
And  find'salvation  there. 

5  So  shall  the  curse  remove 

By  w  hich  the  Saviour  bled  ; 

And  the  last  awful  day  shall  pour 

His  blessings  on  your  head. 

10^  C.  M. 

Hi£Aa  what  the  voice  from  heaven  piv 
claims, 

For  all  the  pious  dead; 
Sweet  is  the  savor  of  their  names. 

And  soft  their  sleeping  bed, 

2  They  die  in  Jesus,  and  are  blessM; 
How  calm  their  slumbers  are 
From  sufferings  and  from  sin  release-. 
Aiad  freed  from  every  snare. 


riATH    AUn    THE    JUDGM^NTo  10^ 

^  Far  from  this  world  of  toil  and  strife^ 
They're  present  with  the  Lord; 
The  labors  of  their  mortal  life 
End  in  a  large  reward. 

105  8  s,  7  s  &  4  s. 

Lo !  he  comes,  with  clouds  desceai'iirgj 
Once  for  favored  sinners  slain  ; 

Thousand,  thousand  saints  attending, 
Swell  the  triumph  of  his  train. 
Hallelujah ! 

Jesus  comes,  and  comes  to  reign. 


^  Every  eye  shall  now  bchoj^  him, 
Robed  in  dreadful  majesty: 
Those  who  set  at  nought  and  sold  hk 
Pierc'd  and  nail'd  him  to  tlio  tres, 
Deeply  wailing, 
Shall  the  true  Messiah  sec. 

Now  redemption,  long  expected, 
See  in  solemn  pomp  appear : 

All  his  saints  by  man  rejected,' 
Now  shall  meet  him  in  the  ftir« 
Hallelujah! 

See  the  day  of  God  appear. 


110  DEATH    AK1>    THE    JUDGMSWT. 

4  Mighty  King,  let  all  adore  Thee, 
High  on  thine  e'ternal  throne  ; 
Saviour,  take  the  power  and  glory, 
Claim  the  kingdom  for  thine  owu. 
Oh,  come  quickly ! 
Hallelujah!  come.  Ivord,  come! 

106  L.     C.     M. 

Lo!  on  a  narrow  neck  of  land, 
'Twixt  two  unbounded  seas  I  stand. 

Yet  how  insensible  ! 
A  point  of  time  a  moment's  space, 
Removes  me  to  yon  heavenly  place, 

Or  shuts  me  up  in  hell. 

2  0  God  my  inmost  soul  convert, 

And  deeply  on  my  thoughtless  heart. 

Eternal  things  impress  ; 
Give  me  to  feel  their  solemn  weight. 
And  save  me  ere  it  be  too  late  ; 
Wake  me  to  righteousness. 

Before  me  place  in  bright  array, 
The  pomp  of  that  tremendous  day, 

Wnen  thou  with  clouds  shall  come 
To  judge  the  nations  at  thy  bar: 
Anci  tell  me,  Lord,  shall  I  be  there^ 

To  meet  a  joyful  doom  ? 


)' 


DEATH    AND    THE    JUDGMENT.  Hi 

4  )>e  this  my  one  great  business  here, 
With  holy  trembling,  holy  fear, 

To  make  my  calling  sure  ; 
Thine  utmost  counsel  to  fulfill, 
And  suffer  all  thy  righteous  will, 

And  to  the  end  endure. 

107  8  s,  7  s  &  4  s. 

Sf.f.  th'  Eternal  Judge  descending — 
View  him  seated  on  his  throne ! 

Now,  poor  sinner,  now  lamenting, 
Stand  and  hear  thy  awful  doom 
Trumpets  call  thee  ? 

Stand  and  hear  thy  awful  doom. 

Hear  the  cries  he  now  is  venting, 
Fill'd  with  dread  of  fiercer  pain  ; 

While  in  anguish  thus  lamenting, 
That  he  ne'er  was  born  again. 
Greatly  mourning, 

That  he  ne'er  was  born  again: 

"  Yonder  sits  my  slighted  Saviourj 
With  the  marks  of  dying  love; 

(Ml,  that  I  had  sought  his  favor, 
When  I  felt  his  Spirit  move — 
Golden  moments, 

When  I  fdt  his  Spirit  move/' 


,?) 


}  :2  HEATH    A:ID    the    JUHGr.Z.-JNT, 

'.;  Now,  dcspis^rs,  look  and  woadcr  ! 
Hope  and  sinners  here  must  part, 
Lewder  than  a  peal  of  tlnindcr, 
Hear  the  dreadful  sound,  "  Depart 
Lost  forever, 
Koar  the  dreadful  sound,  '•'  Dcpa^rt!"" 

IG8  C.     M. 

Whf:^  rising  from  the  bed  of  death, 
O'er  whelmed  with  guilt  and  fear, 

I  aee  ray  Maker  face  to  face, 
0  how  shall  I  appear  ? 

2  If  ypt  while  pardon  may  be  for;Ld, 

And  mercy  may  be  sought, 
My  heart  with  inward  liorror  shrinks., 
And  trembles  at  the  thought  ; 

3  When  thou,  0  Lord,  shall  stand   dis= 

closed, 
In  majesty  severe, 
And  sit  in  judgment  on  my  soul. 
0  how  shall  I  appear  ? 

4  Yet  never  shall  my  soul  despair 

Her  pardon  to  procure, 
Who  knows  thine  only  Son  has  died> 
To  make  her  pardon  sure.     • 


DEATH    AKD    THE    JUDGMENT.  113 

109  C.      M.  ^^j^ 

"Why  do  we  mourn  dcparte^r^:i^J^ 


"Tis  but  the  voice  that  Jesus  se® s^  %*^^ 
To  call  thciu  to  his  arms.  ^-^i  A 

2  Are  Tve  not  tending  upward  too,  .<0^ 

As  fast  as  time  can  move  ?  ,^ 

Nor  should  vre  wish  our  hours  more  ' 

slow, 
To  keep  us  from  our  love, 

3  AThy  should  we  tremble  to  convey 

Their  bodies  to  the  tomb  ? 
There  the  dear  iiesli  of  Jesus  lay. 
And  left  a  long  perfume. 

4  The  graves  of  all  the  saints  He  blest, 

And  softened  every  bed; 
Where  should  the  dying  members  rest, 
But  with  their  dying  Head  ? 

5  Thence  He  arose,  ascending  high, 

And  showed  our  feet  the  way  ; 
Up  to  the  Lord  our  flesh  shall  lly, 
At  the  great  rising  day. 
H  ^ 


114        DEATH  Xnd  the  judgment. 
no  L.  M. 

Why  should  we  start  and  fear  to  die  r 
What  timorous  worms  wc  mortals  are! 

Death  is  the  gate  to  endless  joy. 
And  yet  wc  dread  to  enter  there. 

2  The  pains,  the  groans  and  dying  strife. 
Fright  our  approaching  souls  away  ; 
Still  we  shrink  back  again  to  life. 
Fond  of  our  prison  and  our  clay. 

?>  0  if  my  Lord  would  come  and  meet, 
Mj  soul  would  stretch  her  wings  in 
haste, 
Fly  fearless  through  death's  iron  gate. 
Nor  feel  the  terrors  as  she  passed. 

4  Jesus  can  make  a  dying  bed 

Feel  soft  as  downy  pillows  are, 
While  on  his  breast  I  Jean  my  head. 
And   breathe    my   life    out   sweetly 
there. 


THE-  HOLY     SPIRIT.  IT 

THE    HOLY   SPIRIT, 
ill  C.     M. 

Come,  Holy  Spirit  heavenly  Dove, 
With  all  thy  quickening  powers: 

Kindle  a  flame  of  sacred  love 
In  these  cold  hearts  of  ours. 

2  Look,  how  we  grovel  here  below, 
Fond  of  these  trifling  toys  : 
Our  souls  can  neither  lly  nor  go 
To  reach  eternal  joys. 

■^  3  Dear  Lord ;  and  shall  we  ever  live 
At  this  poor  dying  rate  ; 
Our  love  so  faint,  so  cold  to  thee. 
And  thine  co  us  so  great  ? 

4  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 
With  all  thy  quickening  powers  : 
t      Come,  shed  abroad  a  Saviour's  love, 
f  And  that  shall  kindle  ours. 

112  S.     M. 

Come,  holy  Spirit,  come  ; 
Let  thy  bright  l&eams  arise ; 


IIG  HEATEy.   . 

Dispel  the  darkness  from  our  minds. 
And  open  thou  our  eyes. 

2  Revive  our  drooping  faith  ; 

Our  doubts  and  fears  remove; 
And  kindle  in  our  breasts  the  flame 
Of  never  djing  love. 

3  Convince  us  of  our  sin, 

Tlien  lead  to  Jesus'  blood  ; 
And  to  our  wondering  view  reveal 
The  gracious  love  of  God. 

4  Dwell,  therefore,  in  our  hearts; 

Our  mind  from  bondage  free  ; 
Then  shall  we  know,  and  praise,  and  love, 
The  Father,  Son,  aud  Thee. 

HEAVEN. 
113  8  s  &  7  s. 

In  the  christian's  home  in  glory, 
There  remains  a  land  of  rest, 
"Where  the  Saviour's  gone  before  me, 
To  fulfil  my  soul's  requesr. 
On  the  other  side  ot  Jordan, 
In  the  sweet  fields  of  Eden, 


ir 


There  is  rest  for  you, 
There  is  rest  for  the  weary, 
There  is  rest  for  you. 

2  He  is  fitting  up  my  mansion, 

"Which  cternall}'-  shall  stand  ; 
For  my  stay  shall  not  he  transient, 
In  that  holy  happy  land. 
On  the  other,  &c. 

3  Pain  and  sickness  ne'er  shall  enter, 

Grief  nor  woe  my  lot  shall  share  ; 
But  in  that  celestial  centre, 
I  a  crown  of  life  shall  wear. 
&c. 

4  Sing,  0  sing  ye  heirs  of  glory, 

Shout  your  triumphs  as  you  g«  ; 
Zion's  gates  will  open  for  you. 
You  shall  find  an  entrance  thro'. 
On  the  other,  &c. 

114  C.  M. 

Jerusalem,  my  happy  home. 

Name  ever  dear  to  me  ! 
sWhen  shall  my  labors  have  an  end. 
In  joy,  and  peace  and  thee  ? 


l^ 


When   shall   these    eyes   thy   hcavcn- 
built  walls 

And  pearly  gates  behold  ? 
Thy  bulwarksj   with  salvation  strong. 

And  streets  of  shining  gold  .' 

0  when,  thou  city  of  my  God, 

Shall  I  thy  courts  ascend, 
W^here  congregations  ne'er  break    up. 

And  Sabbaths  have  no  end  ? 

There  happier  bo  w'rs  than  J^den's  bloom 

Nor  sin  nor  sorrow  know : 
Klest  seats,  through  rude  and  stormy 
scenes, 

I  onward  press  to  you. 

Why  should  I  shrink  at  pain  and  woe. 

Or  feel  at  death,  dismay  .'' 
I've  Canaan's  goodly  land  in  view, 

And  realms  of  endless  day. 

Apostles,  martyrs,  prophets  there 

Around  my  Saviour  stand  ; 
,\  nd  soon  my  friends,  in  Christ,  below. 

Will  join  the  glorious  band. 


HEAVEN.  119 

•j  C.      M. 

•  >>•  Jordan's  stormy  banks  I  stand, 

And  cast  a  wishful  eye 
to  Canaan's  fair  and  liajipy  land, 

Wkere  my  possessions  lie. 

•J  O  the  transporting,  rapturous  scene, 
That  rises  to  my  sight ; 
Sweet  fields  arrayed  in  living  green, 
And  rivers  of  delight. 

()n  all  those  wide-extended  plains 

Shines  one  eternal  day  ; 
There  God  the  Son  for  ever  reigns, 

And  scatters  night  away. 

]](>  C.  M. 

Thrhe  is  a  land  of  pure  delight, 
Where  saints  immortal  reign  ; 

hifmite  day  excludes  the  night, 
And  pleasures  banish  pain. 

2  There  everlasting  spring  abides, 

And  never  withering  tiowers  ; 

Death,  like  a  narrow  sea,  divides 

This  heavenly  land  from  ours. 


120  HEAVEN. 

3  S\rect  fields  bc3^ond  the  swelling  flood. 

Stand  dressed  in  living  green  ; 

So  to  the  Jews  old  Canaan  stood, 

While  Jordan  rolled  between. 

4  But  timorous  mortals  start  and  shrink, 

To  cross  this  narrow  sea; 
And  linger,  fihivering  on  the  brink. 
And  fear  to  launch  awa3^ 


Those  gloomy  doubts  that  rise, 
And  see  the  Canaan  that  we  love 
With  unbeclouded  eyes: 

6  Could  we  but  climb  where  Moses  stood, 
And  vievr'  the  landscape  o'er; 
Not  Jordan's  stream,  nor  death's  cold 
flood 
Should  fright  us  from  the  shore. 

117  8  s  &  6  s. 

Tir'RE  is  an  hour  of  peaceful  rest. 

To  mourning  wand'rers  given  : 

There  is  a  joy  for  souls  distressed, 

A  balm  for  every  wounded  breast, 

'Tis  found  alone — in  heaven. 


HEAVEX.  121 

2  There  is  a  home  for  weary  souls, 
By  sin  and  sorrow  driven  ; 
When  toss'd  on  life's  temptuous  shoals, 
"Where  storms  arise  and  ocean  rolls, 
And  all  is  drear — but  heaven. 

Z  There  faith  lifts    up  her  cheerful  eye, 
To  brighter  prospects  given  ; 
And  views  the  temptest  passing  by. 
Sees  evening  shadows  quickly  tly, 
And  all  serene — in  heaven. 

4  There  fragrant  flowers  immortal  bloom 
And  joys  supreme  are  given; 
There  rays  divine  disperse  the  gloom; — 
Beyond  ihe  conllues  of  the  tomb, 
Appears  the  dawn — of  heaven. 

118  C.    M.    ■ 

When  I  can  read  my  title  clear 

To  mansions  in  the  skies, 
I  bid  farewell  to  every  fear, 

And  wipe  my  weeping  eyes. 

2  Should  earth  against  my  soul  engage. 
And  hellish  darts  be  hurl'd, 
Then  I  can  smile  at  Satan's  rac;e, 


J  li2  HEAVEN. 

And  face  a  frowning  worid. 

Z  Let  cares  like  a  wild  deluge  come, 
And  storms  of  sorrow  fall, 
May  I  but  safely  reach  my  home. 
My  God,  my  heaven,  my  all! 

4  There  shall  I  bathe  my  weary  soul 
I       In  seas  of  heavenly  rest, 
And  not  a  wave  of  trouble  roll 
Across  my  peaceful  breast. 

119  6  s  &  5  s. 

When  shall  we  meet  again  ? 

Meet  ne'er  to  sever  ? 
When  will  Peace  wreathe  her  chain 

Round  us  forever  ? 
Our  hearts  will  ne'er  repose. 
Safe  from  each  blast  that  blows. 
In  this  dark  vale  of  woes : 

Never,  no,  never ! 

3  Up  to  that  world  of  light, 
Take  us,  dear  Saviour! 
May  we  all  there  unite, 

Ilappy  forever ! 
Where  kindred  spirits  dwell, 


HEAVEN.  Jl!- 

There  may  our  music  swell, 
And  time  our  joys  dispel 
Never,  no,  never ! 

vSoon  shall  we  meet  again, 

Meet  ne'er  to  sever; 
Soon  will  Peace  wreathe  her  chain 

Kouiui  us  forever : 
Our  lioarts  will  then  repose. 
Secure  from  wordly  woes  : 
Our  songs  of  praise  shall  close 

Never,  no,  never ! 

DOXOLO  GIES  . 

C.     M. 

Let  God  the  Father,  and  the  Son, 

And  Spirit  be  adored. 
Where  there   are  works   to  make  him 
known 

Or  saints  to  love  the  Lord. 

C.     M. 

To  Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost, 

The  God  whom  we  adore, 
He  glory  as  it  wa«:,  is  now,  ^ 

And  shall  be  evermore. 


124  DOXOLOGIES. 

L.     M. 

Praise  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow 
Praise  him,  all  creatures  here  below  : 
Praise  him  above,  ye  heavenly  host; 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 

S.  M. 

Ye  angels  round  the  throne, 
And  saints  that  dwell  below, 

"W^orship  the  Father,  love  the  Son. 
And  bless  the  Sjiirit  too. 

II.     M. 

To  God  the  Father's  throne, 

Perpetual  honors  raise  ; 
(Jlory  to  God  the  Son, 

To  God  the  Spirit  praise: 
"With  all  our  powers,  eternal  King, 
Thy  name  we  sing,  while  faith  adores. 

7  s. 

Sing  we  to  our  God  above, 
Praise  eternal  as  his  love  : 
]^ra,ise  him,  all  ye  heavenly  host. 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 


INDEX   OF   FIRST   LINES. 

THE  NUMBERS  KKFER  TO  THE  PAGES  OF  THE  BOOK, 

Page. 

A  charare  to  keep  I  have, 4  .  .    .  Z-2 

^Acr.ordine:  to  thj*  irr;icii>u8  "wonl, IS 

Aias  and  did  iny  Snv  our  bleed, !(• 

All  hail  tlie  pow?r  of  Jesus'  name, 20 

Atn  I  a  soldier  of  the  Cross 32 

Amazine:.grace  how  ev.-eet  the  pound, 34 

Andean  "I  yet  delay 7S 

And  will  the  Judge  descend 107 

Anoth  r  eix  day's  work  ia  done, 30 

Approach  rav  poul  the  mercy-seat, o 

Awaked   -y  Sinai'e  awful  sound, 59 

Awake  mj-  goul,  stretch  evei-y  nerve, 4 

Awake  our  souls,  away  o'-ir  fears, 5 

Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne, 6 

Behold  what  w.vndrous  srace, 34 

Bk'ss'd  are  the  souls  that  Iiear  and  know,   ....  7 

Bless'd  he  the  everlastin<<  Q-od, 7 

Blow  ye  the  trumpet  blow, S 

Ch  Idren  of  the  heavenly  Kiner, 35 

Come  Holy  Spirit,  come,    .   .    T 115 

Come  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 115 

Come  hnrn'ole  «inncr  in  wltose  breast, 79 

Come  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs, 11 

Com'  my  soul,  thy  suit  prepare, 10 

Come  thou  Fount  of  every  blessing, 12 

Come  ye  weary,    beavy    laden,    .    .       .....  61 


J6  IN^DEX    OF    FIRST    LINES. 


Delay  not,  delay  not,' O  pinner,  draw  noar,   ...  fi^ 

Dread  Sovereign,  let  my  evening  song, ;»:'. 

K.ither  of  moreies,  in  thy  vor.-i,    .   .  , IJ 

Kreq^ueut  the  day  of  God  letuins, in 

<3^ently,  Lord,  O  !  gently  lead  us, ?>>^ 

(3ive  to  tlie  winds  thy  iearB, !»'.? 

Ood  is  tho  refuge  of  hi-A  paints, 100 

(iod  movefl  in  amyeterinus  way, M 

Guide,  mi,  O  thou  great  Jehovah, MT 

Hark  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy,      . 'iJ  ^ 

Hnsten,  O  sinner,  to  bu  wise, 0:^. 

H<.'fir  whtti  the  voice  from  heaven  proclaims,    .    .  lO*' 

How  calm  and  beautiful  the  moin,    .   , 9:: 

How  tirm  a  foundation  y©  saints  of  tho  Lord,    .   .  lO'J 

How  happy  are  they, ST 

How  lost  was  ny  condition or> 

LIow  ofi  have  sin  and  eatan  strove, 101 

How  tedious  and  tasteless   the  ho'ire, 4i> 

How  sweet  and  awful  is  the  place, 1" 

How  Bweet  the  namo  of  Jesus  sounds, 21 

1  heard  the  voice  ©f  Jesus  say, 

I  lay  my  sins  on  Jesua, 51 

Pm  a  pilgrim, 4'2 

I'm  not  aeliamed  1o  own  my  Lord,    .,,....  4:'. 

Ill  all  ray  Lord's  appoiii tea  way,    ....,-..  44 

In  the  Chrit-tian's  home  in  glory, .  116 

I  was  a  wandering  sheep,    .   .    .   , 41 

, Jerusalem,  my  happy  home, 417 

J eeas,  and  shall  it  ever  be, •  .   .   .  27 

.lesus,  I  come  to  thee, 84 

r'esus,  I  love  thy  charming  name,    .   .   , "U 

Jesus,  lover  of  my  soul, 

Jc8«9,  my  all,  t«  heaven  is  gone i  •   •  ^^ 

JuBt  as  I  ?m— without  one  p!ea S'i 


INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINKS.  I'JT 


I, ot  carnal  minds  the  world  piirsup, 8:5 

Lo  !  He  comos  with  Gtonds  aei»ceiKling,   ......  10f» 

Lo  !  oti  a  narrow  nock  of  land, 11*» 

Lord  in  the morninar  thou  shajt  hear. •  96 

Lord  tuoa  wilt  hear  me  when  I  pray, 94 

liOrd,  we  oome  before  thee  now, 14 

Mid  Bcenee  of  confiiBion,    ...   - 4'*^ 

My  days  are  crliding  swiftly  by, 4'< 

My  soul  be  on  thy  g-uard, -   .    .    .   .  4** 

My  times  al^}  in  thy  hand, r.> 

iS'carer  my  God  to  thee, 51 

Not.  all   the   blood  of  beasts, 24 

Now  is  the  the  accepted  time, •  6'. 

Now  the  bhadcs  of  night  are  gone, Qr, 

(>  '.  for  a  ciosev  walk  with   God,    ........  |^v 

O  !  for  a  thouPHDd  tongues  to  ping,    ...    -       .    .  2;> 

<>,  happy  day  that  stays   my  choice, ^* 

<)  Lord,  another  day  is  flown,     .   ,  ' ^rt 

^)!  that  the  Lord  would  guide  my  ways,    ....  ^^ 

O  tho\t  from  whom  all  goodness  iiowB.     -   .   .    .   .  V>^ 

'^  where  shall  rest  be  found, ti 

'  there  is  above  all  others, -  ~^> 

Jordan's  stormy  banks  I  stand,    .   • lir< 

: used  in  a  gulf  of  deep  despair, <)4 

■?crvedfl)y  thine  Almighty  pov,-er, So 

rostrate,  dear  Jesus,  at  thy  feet, 8' 

i ;  ret  urn  O  wanderer, 6' 

'    ickof  Ageacieftforme, 2^: 

..vation,  O  the  joyfnl  sound 57 

ftuviour  breathe  an  evening  blessing, 97 

Hiiviour  visit  ihy  plant.ition, 57 

Hiiy.  Brother  will  you  meet  ns, 5? 

Hhj  sinnor  haih  a  voice  within,   ...   - 67 

See  tb'  Eternal  Judge  desoonding Ill 


128  INDEX    OF    FIRST    DINES. 

Bhow  pitj'  Lord,  O  Lord  forgive,    ........  86 

Hinner  art  thou  still  pecure, «s 

Sinners  turn,  why  -will  3-e  die, P9 

Sinners,  we  nre  sent  to  bid  you, 70 

Sinne:-^,  will  ye  scorn  the  meeBfig-e, 11 

Stop,  poor  sinner,  stop  t»nd  think, 7o 

There  is  a  fountain  filled  with  blood,    -...--  29 

There  is  a  land  of  pure  tlelierbt, lln 

There  \e  fin  hour  of  peaceful  rest, 1'2<1 

The  voiiie  of  free  grace  cries  escape, 74 

Ti.«  a  poit  I    loni:  to  know, R7 

To  morrow.  Lord,  is  thine,    -' 76 

T  was  on  that  dark  and   di.'leful  night, 30 

Vain  dduHve  wcrkl,  adieu, 8S 

"What  various  hindrances  we  meet, -  1<> 

■When  T  can  read  my  title  clear, l'2l 

When  I  survey  thy'Tvondroun  cross, SI 

When  marshalled  on  the  nitfhtly  plain, *.»■.<      J 

When  r  ping  from  the  bed  of  death, llli      i 

When  phall  we  meet  again, 12*2     I 

When  einfi  and  fears  prevailing  rine, VM>      | 

"When  tV  on  my   righteous  Judge  ehall  corae,    -   -  14 

While  life  prolongr?  its  precious  light, 77 

Why   do  wfl  mourn  departea  friends, llC 

Why  ehould  avc  start  and  fear  to  die, 114 


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